Fifteen and a half years with this little guy have left a mark on me that I will never forget. He is the first little dog that we ever had and he stole my heart immediately. His job was to keep Mike moving, but he and I ended up to be the best of walking buddies.
He lived up to the many names that he had through the years; Scruffy, Dude, Frisco, Frisky, Buddy, Frisky-butt, Osama Bin Frisco, Muttley, etc.
Since the day that he rescued us in 2007, he has been:
🐾 A constant traveling companion
🐾By my side through thick and thin
🐾The best friend I could ever have
I will miss:
🐾His sniffing under the bathroom door to check that I
🐾Being my shadow whenever I left the room
🐾Sleeping next to my bed
🐾’The stare’ to let me know that he needed or wanted
🐾Picking the goodies out of his food before eating the
🐾Making sure that he got a treat after every trip
outdoors or a nail trim or ear cleaning
🐾The endless supply of blonde hairs that marked
where he had been
🐾My walking companion
🐾His eagerness to be friends with everyone, as long as
they weren’t in the Pit Bull family or moved quickly
I have been blessed.