Today has been a very, very dark day for us. Our puppy, Ledger, ran out into the road this morning and was killed in a "hit and run" - whoever did it, never stopped to take any sort of responsibility. Words can not express the deep sorrow I feel. Terry buried him in the frozen ground of the fish pond garden next to Charlay our cat (who ironically died under similar circumstances just a few weeks ago). My poor Ledger. I miss you so!
Photos: Top: When Ledger first came to us in January of this year - he and Charlay became best of friends.
Middle: Ledger and Moses, the best seat in the house.
Bottom: Ledger, just nine weeks old.