Wednesday, November 2, 2011



Written words escape me these days. The loss of the Snowy Bear has been tougher than even I anticipated and I thought it would be rough.

4 comments:

John Wroblewski said...

We felt the same way about Angel. She worked her way into every crevice of our life, from the time we’d get up ‘til the time we went to bed.

All The Way Ray said...

Angel was a good girl, too. They don't live forever. That's a shame.

andrew rosenberg said...

sorry to hear, i'll look you up and distract you maybe, unfortunately our schedules don't often coincide, every time i show up at freewheel they mention you, we'll have to get in there at the same time and give 'em the schtikola, entertain the troops, nothing funnier than watching two old guys have at it, purely song and dance, never personal.

The Donut Guy said...

I feel your pain. I still think about my dog Charlie and he's been gone for 35 years.

He was the only dog around that had his own charge card from Sears.