Loved Salmon and Tuna.

Loved to lay under the Christmas tree.

Loved to lay on the newspaper as you were trying to read it Sunday morning in bed.

Expected his dinner every evening at 5:00 p.m. sharp.

Loved to watch the birds through the window.

Loved chipmunks.

Loved to lay on our laps.

Loved dry, warm bluejeans fresh from the dryer.

Loved to hear us sing, "You are my sunshine"

Loved being brushed in the morning after our showers.

Loved to lay in the sun.

Loved to play hide and seek.

Loved to play on the stairs.

Loved his treats after his walk.

Loved his catnip and soft toys.

Loved to lay in front of the fireplace in the winter.

Loved the privilege of being on the table at Thanksgiving (it was his birthday you know)

Loved the giblets and liver at Thanksgiving.

Loved Butter and cream cheese.

Loved to chew on the grass.

Loved to be put in our daughter's doll-pram and pushed by our daughter.

Loved the way our son rubbed his head right between his ears.

Loved the way we rubbed under the chin *under the chin, mama, under the chin*

Always knew when we were sick and he would come running to lay down with us until we felt better.

Lived for 18 years and lived a great life.