Cameron called me tonight to let me know that our dog, Gus, had died in his sleep last night. He was about 16 years old, so he had a very good run. We will miss him so much, but I’m thankful for all the pictures and drawings we have of him, enjoying his walks, playing ball in the yard and goofing around in the Miller household. It’s good to know that he’s no longer in pain from the arthritis too.
Here’s to you, Gus, and all the joy you brought us! We will miss you like crazy!