My sweet and gentle boy Ramsay has been gone for a year now. I still miss you, my Hoodoo Hound. How I would love to hear your bark again as I come to the front door or you sticking your head into the shower to lick the water while I was in there. I miss your flapping ears, jowls, and wide eyes when we went for car rides. I hope you are running with all of the other dogs, especially the Ellis pack. I still wonder if you think I did the right thing with your amputation. I hope so. If not, I hope you’ll forgive me. I tried to do the best I could. I hope Tasha is good to you. I also hope they have plenty of treats for you! I love you my friend and hope we will be together again one day. Until then run free buddy.