My beautiful little boy Taylor took his last breath today. Yesterday I could tell he was starting to suffer. I spent the day loving him. I took him outside to enjoy the sunshine and he crawled over next to the spot where Reilly is buried and fell asleep. Today my brother Tom and Mike came to say goodbye to Taylor and help me make it through the day. Mike called Taylor, Mighty White the king of all kings. Now Taylor is with his brother again, happy and healthy, playing outside in a big sun filled field. I know that I will see them again someday, but until then I will think of them everyday.
I've been enjoying taking the dogs swimming at the dog park in Batavia, lots of new friends and dogs that love to play in the water. Lucky CAUGHT his first fish and has a little friend named Trumen that likes to help him look for them. The Purple House has great ice cream, Lucky, Rufus and I went there last night with our friend Mike and his dog Duke.