Courage was a good dog.

I dont have alot of good pictures of him. He was never very photogenic.

A wonderfully loyal keeshound who followed me everywhere. He was one of my first major expenditures after I started working. He was a near perfect dog, and never had any enemies.

Struggled with siezures all his life. He was almost 15.

Died quietly shortly after one final wrassle on the couch. He never made a fuss unless it was to be where I was. Just laid down next to the sofa after and never got up to follow me into the bed room. Came to check on him a little later, and he had gone without telling me.

Its been a hard year.