Hunter
Hunter was an 8 year old Australian Terrier. He was the life of the party. He was a Mama's boy and followed me everywhere. He was so smart and would talk to me all of the time, sometimes seranading me with his yodels.
Cancer took him quickly once he was diagnosed, but my suspicion is he had it for years.
He helped me go through the death of my father, my uncle and my greyhound. Not only will I miss his brave little soul, I'm afraid I cannot get a dog again until or if I am able to retire from work. I'm gone 12 hours a day and my Mother is getting to old to help me take care of another dog.