Strider

Well, this one will be a little different this week because I need to pay homage to a little friend who will forever hold a dear place in my heart. You see, about three weeks ago my sweet little puppy was hit by a car in front of my house and died. It has been a very hard thing for me. I am a dog lover and this little guy was the best dog you could ask for. It was really quite weird. I am very vigilant about not letting him out, but sometime between putting my kids to bed and meeting with a client he slipped out unnoticed and being so black and not street savvy I think was a bad combination. Anyway, I wanted to share a few of the things I loved about Strider.

He loved EVERYONE. You called him and he came.
He would always perch up on the back of my couch. I called him my little kitty cat.
We have a laser light and if we shined it on the ground he would chase it all over the house. It amused us for great lengths of time.
He would occasionally do the "Indie 500"...just race figure eights around the house or yard as fast as he could for no apparent reason.
If I ever got out of bed at night, for any length of time, when I returned he would be in my spot keeping it warm. He would then jump down and get on his bed.
He could shake, play dead and roll over. He would get so excited when he saw a treat though that he would do all three. I guess he figured one had to work.
He would have seizures on a fairly regular basis.
In the morning I would let him get on the bed with me and I could scratch under the covers and he would pounce at it...another reason I called him my kitty.

I could go on and on. He has been sorely missed in our home. He was a little friend and sweet little dog. He will be forever missed.