Borrowed from Tom

Warning to Kristin: Sad story!

Buddy

Helen wrote this morning that Buddy died, peacefully, during the night.

He had been slipping away since early February. During his most recent visit to the Dells, between Christmas and New Years, he slept much of the time. He still wanted his official walk on a leash every day, but I noticed that he didn't eat as much or as eagerly, and he wouldn't walk far.

In February, he lost interest in food, as his body shut down. During the last few weeks, he slept almost all of the time.

I'm sad to see him go. Buddy was a lively, lovely dog, good-tempered, friendly and curious, a delight to have underfoot.

Buddy was, on the other hand, no genius. Helen remarked that Buddy was the dumbest dog we ever had, and a dog that thought the sun rose and set on me. She was kind enough to refrain from mentioning a connection.