Hunter was my “biggest boy”.
A one hundred forty pound rottie.
I adopted Hunter when he was 4 weeks old,
and it was love at first sight.
He was trained with the police department,
but would only listen to his momma,
so he never did ride patrol, and
that’s ok as he protected me well.
He knew German and hand signals,
loved to ride his skateboard,
chase firecrackers, and be with me.
He was, and remains, my best friend.
Always listening so intently to my problems
and licking away the tears.
He was regal in his ways and
taught me the true meaning of friendship,
and showed so many the true meaning of
unconditional love.
I was so lucky to have him for
almost 13 years.
I can’t wait to see him again!
I miss your sugars doney,
till we meet again!
Momma