Goodbye Old Pal
Chet left us today.
He’d been a part of our family since a fateful Thanksgiving Sunday in 2003 when we picked him up at the side of our cottage road. We never knew why he was left, or why he was never looked for, but we loved him from the get-go.
But he was more than just his good looks. Not only did he love exercising (I’ve walked him twice a day almost every day for the last 9 years, 4 months and 16 days…I’m not really sure what I’m going to do tomorrow morning.)
He was good with change too, I mean, not only did he accept us as his adoptive family, but he didn’t miss a step when we added first one sister:
We’re all going to miss you so much.