





Today is a very sad day at our home. Snickers did not come home this morning. I was in the front yard calling his name and a neighbor stopped and told me that she had taken a little dog to the vet. He had been hit by a car. Tish and I located the vet and went straight there only to find that the little dog was my "Funny Boy".
We spoke with the vet. There was nothing he could do. The damage was too extensive to try and save him. We sat with him until he took his last breath.
I would like to believe that he somehow knew we were there.
Snickers was the most aggravating, irritating, stubborn, little independent mess you will ever meet. But he was also the most affectionate, intellegient little dog I have ever had the pleasure to share my life with.
He knew what time we were coming home from work. He greeted us at the door with great exuberance, always. If I left the house to take the trash to the curb, I recieved the same greeting that he gave me when I was gone all day. He would sit on the couch or in front of the door and wait for the sound of Jerry's truck turning the corner and then run around like a maniac until Jerry came into the house. He would jump 4 feet off the ground and hit Jerry with all four feet, repeatedly until Jerry would sit down and greet him properly.
Every night, when we would tell him, "it's bedtime". Snickers would go to his crate and pull open the door and go in. He would sit there until we shut the door for the night. A couple of nights ago, Snickers was extra energetic, I ask Jerry, "is it 9:00 yet?", Snickers ran to his crate and went to bed.
He was totally amazing every day. He was a happy welcome home, no matter how bad the day had been. He was a warm snuggle when you just needed a few moments of quiet. He was an affectionate ball of energy and intelligience, full of love.
Today is a very sad day. Tomorrow there will be a void in my daily life that can not be filled.
My little "Funny Boy" was one of a kind. I will miss him for a very long time!