It's true. Our lovely, sweet, funny, amazing family dog is at the end of his time. At 15 years old (people age... that's like what, 100 in dog years? :)) he has had a great life and has even had the chance to interact with a lot of YOU! So this post is for him- my adorable, incredible Wicket. I am sorry that I can't be there, but know that he is in excellent hands- and is even getting the best food of his life this week, right Mom?
Big hugs and kisses to you, Wicket. You have been the BEST family dog. Kisses and love always.
