Y'all know Harley, and you know he owns our hearts.
But back before Harley - even before Donald - there was another little dog who walked into my life and stole my heart.
His name was Pax.
Pax stuck by me through a lot. A divorce, several moves, and a lot of ups and downs and went everywhere I went for 15 years.
He loved the beach too, and spent several Memorial Day weekends exploring Fripp Island, SC all on his own while the rest of us lounged on the beach. He would always show back up at the house we rented for lunch, for dinner and at dark as happy and as dirty as any little dog I've ever seen.
Here's to the fur babies who have shared our lives and made them better.
1970 - 1985