Beverly called me today and told me they'd lost their old dog Artex.
He was almost 16, and was in so much pain, they couldn't stand to see him suffer any more.
Sometimes, you just know when it's time, and it was time.
I'll miss him, too.
All the dogs have always just gone back and forth between our two houses, so he was a little bit mine, too.
This is him at Christmas 2005.
Goodbye, old fellow. You were a good friend.