One of the worst days of my life; put my buddy down yesterday. 14+ years old, out living his breed by about a year and a half. A testament to his healthy lifestyle. This picture was taken a few years back on one of our typical winter Sunday mornings. A nice 3 mile run around Sandy Hook NJ, followed by a little stick fetching in the icy north Atlantic.
But it was much more than that. I first met him while running in the park when he was just a puppy. A beautiful woman was taking him for a stroll, and I used the excuse of petting him to say hello to her. She's now my wife.
Adios perro, ti amo.