We helped Clyde, our first furbaby, to the bridge yesterday. He turned twelve in May and he told me last Thursday that he was tired. We waited for his dad to get home from a trip and all of his friends and family came by to see him over the weekend. He enjoyed so much people food and laying outside under his shade tree on his favorite bed. He even got to pee in the neighbor's yard, which is kind of a big deal. My husband and I snuggled him all day, so did his little brother Gus. Our vet graciously came to our house to love on our baby once more and send him home. Clyde was our first Boxer, born on our wedding day, he was our first indoor dog, he was our first everything. Run free Mundo Man, you can do boxer Burns and be your crazy bendy self again. I know Baxter and Joey met you at the bridge, give them my love. Momma loves you.