#73 Fatty Two Hands

“Nobody can fully understand the meaning of love unless he’s owned a dog. A dog can show you more honest affection with a flick of his tail than a man can gather through a lifetime of handshakes.” – Gene Hill

These words brought me such comfort today. Sunday we said goodbye to our Augustus McCrae.  

He was the best and worst dog all wrapped up in one. Stubborn and head strong as the day is long. He could infuriate you and then with a blink of an eye be the sweetest thing ever. Everyone loved this crazy guy. We knew from the day we picked him out he belong to us. It's was just meant to be. 

Isn't his little mustache adorable? 

Then it disappeared under that drippy, snarling (is that a word?), big nose of his

He was the most adorable puppy ever. Kind, sweet and oh so gentle...

And then this happened...What a bullheaded, temperamental beast he was. He had a love/hate relationship with his Vet. 

He loved his brother Dufus dearly. 

And the kids...don't even get me started. They brought him so much JOY and vise versa

Lounging is where he excelled. 

I'm sure this post will be hard for my family to read. Tears will be shed and fond crazy memories brought back to mind. 

God blessed us with many memorable years and for that we are thankful. 

See you later Fatty Two Hands