The day we brought Ruger home was a great day. He was five months old and very hyper and loving. He trusted us from the very first day and we trusted him. He was a great companion; he did alot of funny things like jumping and barking at the ceiling fan and protecting his flashlight. Ruger always wanted to be right by somebody at all times inside or out. The day we had to put Ruger to sleep was the hardest day of our lives. Ruger had gotten very sick and we knew that this was going to be the day we would have to say goodbye to our beloved friend. We keep his collar by our bed and say “Goodnight Ruger, we love you.”
With Love,
| Ruger |
| Ruger's family |