was literally part of the family. It was very common for his dad to take an afternoon off of work and head to the lake where Red would have a great time playing in the water, or just hanging around checking out everything. Red came into our home as a rescue dog when he was only 5 years old. It didn’t take long at all for him to know that he had a good home for the rest of his life. He realy enjoyed it. We’d take him to dog parks, dog outings, and just about any other place that we’d go. He was always well behaved (unless he was barking at the mailman while peering out the living room window). He was a good dog in every sense of the word, and his memory will last a lifetime with his adopted family. We miss him dearly.
Jim, Jeanne, Stephanie and Michelle
