Because a pal of mine cannot gather the steam to write about his dog, who recently passed away, I will do so.
Zipper was his name and I remember him fairly well from days during and after college. He died yesterday at home after living on this planet 18 years.
My friend writes,” He leaves behind … his adopted German Shepherd brother, Dennis, who is certainly still looking for him.
“He had a good run, but suffered from numerous ailments and declining health over the last year. The general expected run for terriers and Golden Retrievers averages 10 years. Certainly, Dennis’ presence extended his life some 6 years.”
Although I haven’t seen Zipper in many an era, I will always remember his frisky run around my legs, his high-pitched bark, and his near-smile.