What about when he would put his head on your shoulder when he was in the back seat, or how his cheeks would flap in the wind when he put his head out the window?I used to take him out south Santa Fe to run in the hills and every once in a while we would see a herd of Antilope or Elk and would jump out the window, as if he was going to chase them down. He pooped out after a hundred yards or so - they laughed, and ambled off.
What would you give now to have him put his muzzel under your hand and flip it up so you would pet his head.
Miss that boy.
Oh man. Little guy. Remember when he would get excited and sprint loops around the backyard? Or remember when he was a tiny puppy and he would slide across the cement in the basement when he would try to stop running? Or remember how much he hated hot air balloons? And how much he loved sirens? Hope he is happily howeling at the moon right next to Chaucer, Bone Head and Chuckie- maybe a few bunnies and parakeets too.
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