Today was Zeus’s last. Eight years in Whistler since I rescued him from the pound we have hiked just about every trail in the Whistler Valley. Addicted to sticks and balls and a sucker for attention, everyone who met him loved him, especially for his prancing gait.
He loved me without question and many’s the time he cheered me up on a bad day. I will miss him with all my heart and as sad as I am to see him go I know that today was the right time. It’s impossible to look at this collection of photos without a smile (and some tears too).
Goodbye Zeus. xxx