On April 20, we lost a much loved member of our family. Our 13 year old black Lab “Mac” slipped away quietly around 11 in the morning. He had been unwell for the better part of two weeks and did not suffer.
Mac taught me his own special version of “fetch”. That was when I would throw a frisbee, he would chase it down and catch it mid flight, then drop it on the ground, and run back to where I was. Once there, he would sit and stare at me as if to say, “Are you going to get it and throw it again, or what?”
Jim Says: “I’ll miss you, buddy. You sure knew how to turn a house into a home.”
