The Hardest Day

This morning, Ashley and I decided the time had come for Dudley to go to the big dog-run in the sky, as his condition had quickly deteriorated these last few days. It was one of the hardest things we've ever had to do, but it was the right thing. We can all rest assured that Dudley is in a happy place, sitting on a warm pillow, snacking on a snausage, while keeping a watchful eye over his family.Be in peace, Dud-pug, Dec 1992 - Apr 2009. We loved you and could not have asked for a better dog.