I got Fred when he was a puppy. I had to look on internet to find out what kind of dog he was, he’s Corgi. He was a happy dog even after he lost use of his back legs. He was overweight and a slip disc and severed nerve. I didn’t know or I would have watched his weight.

He had bad separation anxiety. He loved me. I loved him, too.  He saved my life several different times by keeping me moving with surgeries, a heart attack, and my MS. I have lots of memories and pictures. I miss him every day. Even though he was cremated I still felt better when he got home afterwards.

Thank you, Lord, for giving me my puppy.  I know he’s up there with you.  Amen