All Dogs Go To Heaven

Let me tell you about my friend. His name is Ruger and he was our constant companion.  He went everywhere with us from the lake to the beach to the bank. But I think his favorite place to be was home, curled up beside us on the couch. He was fast and furious. He loved to chase squirrels, birds, anything that moved. He loved the beach. He was a master of the art of twirling. Our sidekick, our buddy, our defender, our copilot, and more importantly our most loyal friend.  He was the Robin to our Batman, the Goose to our Maverick, the Leonard to our Sheldon. 


A friend of this caliber doesn't deserve to have to endure one ounce of pain. So it is with great sadness and regret  that I must to tell you that our dear  friend left this world on Thursday, April 12th. 

I would like to share with you some of our favorite moments in the life of this lovable soul. 

Fourth of July on the lake.

Heavy eyes.

At the  rose garden .

Made a new friend.

Snuggling.

Snoozing in one of his crazy positions.

One of my favorites.

Get a treat for this I will!

High speed twirl.

The present snooper.

Fishing with his folks.

Totally busted!

Congratulating Dad on his thunder chicken.

Stalking a bird, as usual.

Posing for Aunt Alison.

Helping me out in the office.

Chillin at the lake.

Searching for brush piles.

Roogy the red nosed bird dog.

Caught swiping graham crackers.

The play bow.

This is bananas!

Family pic at Christmas time.

Staring down a turkey.

Roogy Clause.

We will miss you dear friend, but we know that we will see you again one day. Love you Roo!

A good dog never dies, he stays with you always, he walks beside you on crisp autumn days, when frost is on the fields and winter's drawing near, his head within our hand, in his old way." -Anonymous.