Thursday afternoon, one of the family pooches went to doggie heaven. Kirby, the eight year old Corgi was let out to "do his business" and had wandered near the road. A school bus came along and he decided that it would be a fun idea to chase that huge noisy thing away.
Unfortunately, he came at it from the side rather than the back and was run over. I saw it happen and am devastated. I picked up his remains and buried them in a shady spot in the backyard. This weekend, I will make up a grave marker for him.
The family here is missing him terribly.
Rest in peace, Kirby my little friend.