On October 21st, Zotti died peacefully, apples in his mouth. His cancer was getting too strong for him and Barb let him go with dignity.

In memory of my Zotti, who could take my breath away when he ran, and made me work hard for his loyalty and respect.

May he have found greener fields than mine, full of apple trees whose branches hang down full and low. In a place where he will never be alone, and where there are no fences.

Thank you Zotti. I love you.