Good Bye Little Puppy Friend

I couldn't decide whether or not to blog about this, but we've got no secrets between us. So I'll just go for it. But you'll be stuck looking at these pics because I've gotta work the next couple of days (my work days are 12 hours so there's no cooking on those days).

  We lost our friend Cody today. He was somewhere around 15, maybe almost 16.  

 He adopted my husband back when we lived in Arkansas. My first words to (or about) Cody were "Get that dog off my bed".  Well, up until he couldn't jump so good, he got on my bed whenever he darned well pleased. 

Aside from adopting grown men, some of his adventures have included being friends with a 3-legged dog, killing a possum with said 3-legged dog.  Suffering a fractured pelvis as a result of being hit by a car and almost losing the ability to dance. (but not quite)

Putting up with having not one, but two squawling little weird looking creatures being brought into his home, who later grew big enough to drop cheerios on his head, so he became friends with the weird creatures.

Riding cross country to move to Arizona with his adopted person in a little Ford Ranger, only to have the truck break down when it was just about 4

 hours from it's destination.  

Life was pretty steady and predictable until about 2 years ago when one of the cheerio-droppers opened the side gate and Cody slipped out for a 4 day adventure in the 'burbs of Phoenix.  He was rescued by an animal lover who had a pool, fed him stinky food, and bought him some bling.  (We found him through a site called Fido Finders, and I'm sure when we showed up he thought "Oh crap, I thought I had it made!") 

Over the past 2-3 years, old Cody had slowed down more than just a little. Not too interested in doing any dancing, barking at vacuum cleaners, or killing possums.  Just mostly wanted a (low to the ground) place to sleep, and few yummy morsels to be tossed his way, and love of his family.  He had been in renal failure all summer, and it's hard to tell when the time was right.  But today was definitely that day.  Hopefully old Cody had a happy life and knew that we were glad to be his people.