He was a good camp dog. And he learned to get along with Chloe.
Chloe had gotten into the habit of getting up with him on Saturday mornings and she would get him a treat. He actually liked her. You could tell.
May you run on the fields of Forever, my friend, with light in your eyes and joy in your heart, No rodent will escape you, no bird is too fast. May the wind cool your fiery spirit and keep the smile on your face. We love you!