After 16 1/2 years of companionship, it was time to let my furry friend go. He came to me a little guy and never grew much (after all he was a wirey haired daschund). He thought he was a 100-pound rottweiler. It was that “Napoleon Thing.” Bogey was a junk food junkie. He loved his pupperoni treats, french fries and cheese. He would go for a walk on his terms. Just like he did everything else.
He was small, but a big prescence in my life. He would watch for me out the window and always know when my car turned on the street. Bogey was a great companion and I’ll always miss him. But he is in a better place now with his dog buddies -Schnitzel and Lucy.