Our hearts are breaking today . . .

We had to put down our beloved dog Soccer.

He was fifteen and had been failing for some time now.

Soccer was such a love.  He was the best furry cuddle bug ever.  He found us about thirteen and a half years ago at our local park next to the soccer field where Ted played  (hense the name "Soccer")


We put up signs and called vets and humane societies, etc. to try to find his owner.  We even put an ad in the newspaper in case a family was looking for him.  No one claimed him.  One lady called and said, "He isn't my dog, but if you can't find his owner, I would love to have him."

I replied, "Thank you, but if we can't find his owner, I think he is home already."

And he was!  For over thirteen years.  The vet thought he was already 1 1/2 years old when we found him, so that means he lived to a ripe old age with a family who loved him dearly.

He captured our hearts all those years ago, and we will always love and miss him.