by kaye cook
foxy was three months old and the runt of the litter.he had lived in a dark basement with his litter mates in a large crate.he weighed six pounds when he came to us.The vet said he wouldnt live,but with love and a lot of extra care he made it.he became the love of our life til that awful saturday night when he tryed to chase a stray dog from the yard.The stray made it across the road but a car came and foxy was gone..he is still very much missed .that one year was just not enough time.foxy please wait at the gate for me.Dad and i love and miss you so much.