What a good dog
As most of you who visit Leesa's blog, she lost her sweet Brock over the weekend. I was one of the lucky ones. I got to meet the sweetest, goofiest, most loving dog in Christondom. He watched over Pam and me while we house sat for Leesa (and Hub) in October. Keep the image of me jumping out of the hot tub in my swimming suit and racing after this humongous happy-go-lucky dog because he broke out of its pen. That was a sight to behold, and Brock was oblivious to the panic it caused me. He had a good life. It just wasn't long enough.
Brock was a good dog.