|Maggie and Stout|
This picture of Maggie and her long distance boyfriend Stout was taken in Summer 2009.
Maggie fell in love with Stout the second she saw him, she ran over and started licking his face and acting like a silly puppy. It was the first time we had ever seen her so happy in the year since we brought her home. He was 110 muscular pounds to her skinny 43 pounds but we never had any worries that he would play too rough for her.
|Ooh, what's she doing? Are we going to go for a ride?|
|You can take a nap, I'll watch out for the scary peoples.|
|Can we keep him? Pleeeeeeez? I don't care if he already has his own house, farm and peoples.|
|Stout and Duke eating corn off the cob.(Well, Stout was eating, Duke was just shredding the cobs.)|
|Stout and Griffin|
Unfortunately Jen found a lump on Stout, and when she took him to the vet he said "to make sure Stout had a good summer." I wish there was a better way he could have said it, or that it didn't need to be said at all. He just made it to summer, as he succumbed to lymphoma this Memorial Day weekend at the age of 9. He was a great dog, and he left a big space to fill.
(I feel really awkward writing this, as he wasn't our dog, but he made a huge difference in our lives, especially for Maggie and Duke.)