I will miss you buddy

aka Booba Fatt, Boob, Boober,
Floop, Flooper, sweet boy

Goodbye Fisher. I'm sorry we did not get to live together, but I know you were happier laying by the river, chasing the squirrels and raccoons and birds and turtles. And I know my mom gave you lots of love.
It's been a long time since I adopted you from the people who found you mangy and sick on the side of the road at only 12 weeks old.
Fourteen years is a long life, and I know you had a good one. Enjoy doggie heaven.