Toot - Toot- Toody, Good-bye. We'll love you forever.

I am sad, sad, sad to let you know that Roody has passed away. He had finally gotten over his fear of men (he'd been cuddling on Dan's lap the last few nights), his need to love the ladies, and his inability to eat on his own. He'd gained weight and his coat just shined. Unfortunately, he also had some sort of cancer wrapping itself around his bowels. Roody's pain got to be too much and today we let him go to the bridge to run free with the others. Run free, you old lecher! Even if he wasn't with us for long, he knew he was loved.

Run Free, Racer Boy

New Year has gone on his way, racing to the bridge. His arthritis finally overcame his will and he was unable to get up or stay on his feet. We released him from his pain this afternoon.

He was with us for a little over a year, recently celebrating his 14th birthday with us. New Year was lucky enough to spend his last year with open fields to run in (when he was feeling a bit spry-er), specially purchased giant-sized beds to snooze on, and tons of ear rubs and back massages. New Year was the only dog I've ever met that had temper tantrums. When someone else was on his bed, Newy would stand next to the bed and mournfully look from the bed to one of us, barking and stamping his front feet. The world was too small to contain his huge spirit...

Just Plain Cute

Here's Baci avoiding Twig's "girl germs" and Roody - Toody on a typical chilly winter day (in front of the electric fireplace!).

OK, OK, I Guess She's Not So Bad...

After much pacing, barking, paw-stomping and general tantrum behavior, New Year finally decided that Nala wasn't moving off of his bed, so he joined her. Sweet, huh?