Marles

My best dog, at least during this stage of my life, died October 30.  He actually is not my dog, but has been just as much my dog as any.  Nate bought him as a new pup back in 2001.  He spent several years trying to stay alive in Logan while Nate was a college student.  He then spent years living wherever Nate was and that meant for about 3 years he lived with us.  He also spent weeks at a time with us while Nate would be traveling.  Sometimes he would just come over for a vacations.
He was the sweetest dog.  I spent many hours running with him, feeding him, scooping up dog poop and just having him in my company.  My kids adored him.  Jacob insisted he was his dog for many years.  Marley was so gentle with the kids, I never had to worry.  Boy that week was a tear jerker as he had to leave this life.  I had told him it was OK for him to die and that we would spent many hours together in the next life.
I am a dog lover and being a baby sitter to dogs is the perfect solution for us.  We don’t have to have the responsibility, but get to spend lots of time with them.

Saying goodbye to old Grandpa Marles

What a cute boy.  With Bentley looking in.