Quinton

Dearest Quinton, you left us way too soon. We had so many more years to spend with you on our adventures. Your sissy misses you dearly. Your energy and presence in our home is missing and is not the same. Our afternoons are too quiet now. We miss your yodels at breakfast and dinner time. I even miss your happy, boisterous barking when I try to grill outside.
I can only hope we get to meet again. You are missed more than words can say.
Our big red son.