Kerry

Little Dog, Big Spirit

"I'm sorry". The veterinarian pulled the stethoscope from his ears and gave Chris and I a grim nod. We were both holding back tears, my hand still on Rex's paw as the vet confirmed that the lethal cocktail had indeed ended his suffering. This loss was a blow - he was the first dog we had had as adults. He was loving, sweet, and a 75 pound cuddle bug, spending most of his time laying on our bed and patrolling the cats. We jokingly called him The Sheriff as one quick bark from him would get the cats in line. Despite this, he was dopey, lazy, and ultimately, a big baby. He loved in the way that people could learn from - without reservation, and unconditionally.