by Julie Silverman / Mommy

My brother bought home this puppy in the summer of 1992. Even though it was HIS dog I gave him his first bath. Through the years there were times Angus didn’t live with me but he always managed to come back to me. Angus was always my best friend. He couldn’t stand it when I cried and made sure that my tears never made it very far down my cheek. I appreciate his devotion to me and I’ll miss my best friend of 13 years.

 

With Love,
Julie Silverman