We took Louie to be euthanized on Tuesday, May 26, at 11 a.m.

He was 15 1/2 years old.  1/3 my age.  He was our baby before the kids came along.  He was crabby, opinionated and funny, and loved me unconditionally.  His favorite place to sleep was under the covers, curled up behind my knees.  He hated the kids, cement trucks, and the vet.  He loved a good wrestling match, ice cream, and the beach (but not the water).

I’ll miss you Louie!