Twelve years ago, we packed our kids (then 3 and 5) into our SUV and drove across the country through a terrible storm to pick up a Newfoundland puppy we named Sullivan (aka Sully). He grew to become a huge suck who slept on our bed each night and was rarely without his favorite Eeyore stuffy. He was also my writing muse and he spent countless hours at my feet in my office. Yesterday, after a long, healthy life, we found ourselves in the position where we had to have Sully put to sleep. Today, our hearts are broken and will remain forever changed because he was in our lives... Rest in peace, baby boy.Saturday, August 10, 2013
Good-bye Sully
Twelve years ago, we packed our kids (then 3 and 5) into our SUV and drove across the country through a terrible storm to pick up a Newfoundland puppy we named Sullivan (aka Sully). He grew to become a huge suck who slept on our bed each night and was rarely without his favorite Eeyore stuffy. He was also my writing muse and he spent countless hours at my feet in my office. Yesterday, after a long, healthy life, we found ourselves in the position where we had to have Sully put to sleep. Today, our hearts are broken and will remain forever changed because he was in our lives... Rest in peace, baby boy.
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