Corkie
Corkie shredded his mortal body and started his new journey in spirit on August 17. He left behind his owner, Mary, and his buddies, Abigail and Dorian. He was 15 yrs old. He was a pistol. He loved going into the garage and lay under the vehicle for hours. He enjoyed romping outside in the patio area, rubbing his body against the warm cement. He was a cuddle buddy, coming to bed at night and pawing the covers, so Mary can peel back the covers and let him in. He would settle down on his right side, his back against Mary's belly, and his head on her arm. Even though he had heart disease, he made the most of his life. He didn't like going to the vet, and the vets knew it. He popped his cardiologist, Dr. Brown, in the face. He was feisty, and always got his way. Corkie, we all miss you! God bless you!