Goodbye, sweet friend...
Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my sweet Russ. I rescued him from the pound when he was 9 months old; he lived to be nearly 15 1/2. In all those years, I'm sure I learned more from him than he did from me. Russ was smart, loyal, mellow, funny and my self-appointed protector from pretty much the moment we met. Many people over the years have commented that he was an old soul and I believe that to be true. He was a special and unique dog and I am honored that he chose me to be his person. I hope heaven appreciates him as much as we did.
Photos by The Art of Living Beautifully
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I'll be thinking of you.
Sam
I'll think of him playing with our two dalmatians, Cooper and Argos, in that meadow at the Rainbow Bridge and waiting for us to join them someday.
Best,
Bonnie