The dog you see pictured here was a very special dog to us and a part of our family. He was an Australian Shepard. His name is “Dan the Dog.”

He was special. As a part of the family he was constantly with us, never far away. He played with us, protected us, loved kids and life. In his later years he was never far away.

The last day of his life he wanted to go with me in the truck. He loved to travel. That was the first time he could not jump into the truck. I had to lift him up.

That evening I noticed he had become lethargic and was just quiet as lost in his own thoughts. As we prepared for bed he laid near the stairs not wanting to move. I sat on the floor for the longest time with his head in my lap. We talked about our lives together. The good and the bad. He was my friend. He died that night with his head in my lap. I look forward to seeing him again.