In Memory of "Rascal"
Remembered by Susan and Steve Blake

My dear, sweet friend Rascal came into my life, a little bundle of fluff at 12 weeks old. He was probably the product of a puppy mill although at the time I'd never heard of such a thing. 

I took him home wrapped in an old sweat shirt and he soon became "king of the castle" staking out his favourite spots around the house - his favourite being his "perch" in the family room from where he would watch the world go by and from where he would alert me to his various friends that passed by, each with a different yelp - Sweep, Sonny, Max, Taffy, Shadow and Maggie - all best buddies. He'd love his play dates with Lady and Tessa - his puppyhood friends until they moved away, but the occasional re-unions where madness - something to behold! We thoroughly enjoyed our long walks and playing with the big dogs as he always believed that he was a big dog. In later years he could be seen around the neighbourhood either walking slowly or riding in his buggy, also known as "Rascal's Taxi", if walking was too much of a challenge that particular day.

Rascal taught me so much - how to "be still", how to play - hide and seek, tug of war, fetch (although it was me that did all the fetching) and "coming to get you"- endlessly, until he'd drop into one of his favourite spots. He taught me how to love unconditionally and to respect and appreciate all living creatures - human and non-human animals. I miss his spirit, his mischief and his humour but feel eternally blessed to have shared 15 1/2 years and many wonderful memories with this incredible being.