There were the rambunctious tween years when you would have "mad dog" tantrums tearing through the house at top speed, leaving a trail of overturned chairs, tables and broken everything in your wake. You were the alpha male with attitude.
As you matured in a somewhat mellow fellow you found some of your favorite activities involved riding in the car, eating and sitting as close to mommy as possible...preferably in her lap. But your all time favorite activity was lounging. It didn't matter where...couch, floor, bed, doggie den or steps.
The last few years have been hard (for me) as your steps slowed, your vision faded and your muzzle turned frosty. The one thing that never changed is the unconditional love you had for me and I had for you. I hope you feel no more pain, are running free with a never ending supply of "ewies" (that's rawhide chewies). I love you, Tubblywubblybubblyboo. You will always be my number 1 boy!