if a tree falls...

If a tree falls in the forest

pee near the top

nothing says, "Big Dog!" like a high watermark.

Unless, of course, you can manage a bush poop.

~Riley

Our little dog, Riley, was recently diagnosed with inoperable, terminal cancer. The short nine years and five months that we have had him in our lives don't seem anywhere near enough. He's had a good life, but we want to make sure that his last days, weeks, or months are the best yet, and that we continue to soak up all the blessings that we can from him before he leaves us. To that end I'm going to try to help him gather his thoughts about life, the world, and his place in it (as well as our own recollections of life with Riley) into the following little missives...
~Riley"s mum