Handsome

Sometimes, I feel sad that New Old Dog's passing was overshadowed by Tiny Dog's decline and passing shortly thereafter. We did not have time to mourn him properly before we were mourning Tiny Dog, too. 

He was such a good boy, with his cheerful trot and his glossy fur. I used to think that I should take him to the salon with me to explain, make my hair this lovely bouncy color. Such good company, so stoic, so patient. A kindly soul. 

I miss you, my little old man. Rest easy.