My favorite picture of him, ever. He just looked so content.
The following pictures are the last pictures ever taken of him...these were made a week or two before his passing.
Hannah took this picture. If you can't tell she was all up in his personal area...it's still a cute picture though.
4th of July. He hated fireworks, he jumped every time one went off.
The morning of my birthday. Before Nate & I left for Pancake Pantry I snapped this picture because he was literally smooshed in between my mama and Hannah. That was his favorite place to sleep.
This is the last picture of him I ever took. It was taken on Monday afternoon in my room where the sun was shining in. He's buried in this shirt, but I kept his collar.
I know some of you may be thinking I'm crazy because of this long post about my dog. I'm not crazy...I miss him.