Author: Fred

I lost my best buddy this week. I knew I loved him, but did not realize how much. He was always there for me, and today I had to work in the yard alone. I kept looking, but he was not there to watch over me. He was my friend for 14 years. Tank was known to all as “Stinky Butt”, and I can’t remember why. All that came to know him were his friends. Haveing to put him down myself was the hardest thing I can remember ever haveing to do. He was my pal, and I could not let another do what had to be done. If he can hear me he will always know he is missed.