-just passed away. He was 12 years old and a very active dog, who cared a lot for his family. Winnie was one of the many dogs that caught cancer, and met his death because of it.
R.I.P. Winifred. May you chase lots of geese and rabbits and christmas wrapper ribbons in Heaven.
:( I remember when my Uncle tied a ribbon to his tail and he couldn't stop chasing it. Then when we were throwing balls to him in the yard. And when he tried to protect me from punching bag (weird story). And when he would fall asleep by the couches, passed out. And that his tail was so big and he would wag it. And I used to play with his ears when I was little. And we once joked how if I shrunk a bit more, I could ride on him. And how when we stayed the night at their house in Cincinnati, he would come in in the morning wagging his tail.
Oh god I miss him ;(