Unfortunately this was the worst 3rd of July that we have ever experienced. Dodger was our friend, our protector, our joy. Dodger was our Yorkshire Terrier.
Our daughter, our son-in-law and our two grandchildren came to visit us on July the third to celebrate the birth of our grandson. It was Triston's 11th birthday (on the 4th of July). We all had and were having a wonderful time celebrating both the holiday with fireworks and our grandson's birthday.
Dodger slipped out of the house, out of the back yard, and somehow found his way onto St. Louis street at the most inopportune time. He was struck and killed by an SUV. My wife is devastated. I lost a great friend. We will miss Dodger more than I could ever convey here. You may or may not understand what it is like to lose a pet, a friend, a family member after 9 years of joy. It sucked the life out of our evening. We will miss him dearly forever more.
RIP Dodger. We loved you very much.
Greg
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