You were a special dog, Bradley. You lived 12 special years. You had two sons, Skip and Dakota, and a wonderful “wife”, an american eskimo named Sugar.
I’m not sure if Skip ever got to know you, since he was given to a different owner, but Dakota, Dakota was with you till the very end of time. Dakota was there when you passed away. He misses you. But he knows you get to be with his momma. He is a spitting image of the both of you.