Yep, sorry to say, but our little dog Rugby has gone on to that great doggie playgound in the sky.

We got Rugby when he was a tiny puppy . . . from the pound . . . so we had no idea what he would grow up to be. Sorry, I can't immediately access puppy photos. You'll just have to believe me that he was one of the cutest little black balls of fur ever born! He grew up to be this great big bear of a dog. He looks a bit menacing, but he was a very sweet and gentle dog. He accomodated our family so nicely. He took us on walks. Let us scratch his back. Licked our feet. Chased away cats and squirrels. And guarded our home. With enthusiasm.

He started having seizures when he was 4 or 5 years old. In the end, that's what took him! But we are so grateful that we got to know and love this wonderful dog.
For the last 2 years our great friends/family the Putnam's have kept Rugby safe and sound and well exercised! Thank you. Thank you. You've done a great service to our family that we can never repay.
We'll miss ya', ol' Rugby.

