Little did we know that we were to lose him before the end of that month. So a bittersweet picture of our old boy in the background, with the now "old boy" of our pack, King Tut, in the foreground. We still miss our dear old boy. He'll always be with us in our thoughts and the many wonderful memories we have of him. He was my stalwart friend and guardian, seeing me through many years up here alone, while my husband earned our living away from home.
Now King Tut is our "old boy" at 6 years of age. Slowing down a touch, in body only, with an arthritic knee. So our youngster, Petey, does a lot of his running for him. But though Tut's a little challenged right now with his painful knee, he's full of good spirits and craziness, keeping us laughing with his antics. He is a character. A bit on the wild side, but he's a good boy regardless.
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