Sad day..lost my best friend

Sir Rockingham of Chandler

The day I've been dreading finally came. The past several months Sir Rockingham of Chandler has steadly gone down hill. To keep him here when he was suffering was not fair to him. I was being selfish. He could no longer go on walks as his back legs would give out. At 110lbs I couldn't carry him back to the house. He was unable to stand and eat so he dumped his food bowl and plopped on the floor.

He was my protector. I felt safe with him here when Charles was working the 11:00pm-7:00am shift. I knew no one was going to get in and go out alive if he didn't know you. He would get so excited when company came over. He didn't know the strength of his own tale. He loved peanut butter. Peanut butter dog biscuit sandwichs. Peanut butter spread on his dog bones.

Rest in peace my friend. You earned it.

Dixie