Yesterday the best dog in the world passed away. I have a long history with dogs. Mostly with them biting me and me being afraid of them. So afraid that I would cross to the other side of the street when I saw one. Tully is a big part of the reason that I was able to get over that fear.
I will miss his exciting hop as he welcomes you into his home. I will miss him climbing onto my lap as if he were a tiny kitten. I will miss the way he shows you his toys and does not want you to actually touch them. Mostly I will miss how he made everyone around him feel loved.
(not my photo. I believe it belongs to his owner Erin.)