Farewell, Good Boy
Twelve hours before the gun went off for my Half Ironman on Saturday morning, Argus took his last breath on this earth.
Here he is a couple of hours before that, relaxing with us along the Russian River:
We’re heartbroken, but relieved he is no longer in pain.
There is much more to say. But for now, this sums it up: we miss our good boy.
You are truly missed ‘Gus! Say Hi to Mindy for me good boy:)!
I am so, so sorry — I will hug my dogs a little closer tonight and think of your sweet boy.
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