Sunday, February 25, 2018

Gizmo

At first impression Gizmo may have come across as a mop head but once you stepped closer you'd realize that there was a rowdy dog in the middle of the floor, with a personality all his own and an attitude to match.

My parents said goodbye to Gizmo this past Wednesday. This was the dog that never feared the cat, who was ring bearer at our wedding and who, in the end, wouldn't let blindness and cushings disease keep him away from the food bowl or my mothers side.

It's always the stars that shine the brightest that fade the fastest. Rest well Shmo. May the carrots be plentiful in your garden.

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