Missing our fur baby! Just shy of 15 years, he crossed the rainbow bridge. We had him since he was 4 weeks old. He loved playing fetch & tug of war until he couldn’t anymore. He would constantly loose his toys under our sofa then try to squeeze under it to retrieve it himself. We always had to help him with that but he looked so funny trying to do it. He was a lot tamer, a lot calmer toward the end; only wanting to rest at our feet and be given cuddles. Always gave unconditional love. 15 years seems so long but still doesn’t seem like enough time. Grateful he’s no longer in pain or hurting, and I hope he’s in heaven playing fetch again! Miss you Thor!
