Ryan ~ RIP

Ryan was on his way to a shelter when Jack met him four years ago  He was a raggedy little 11 year old, anxious, fearful and afraid to trust...flinching when anyone reached out to pet him.

Jack rescued him and took him home.  He worked patiently to gain his trust, spoiled him and introduced him to the good life.  By the time I met Jack, Ryan was a friendly little boy who loved nothing better than being petted, chasing tennis balls and playing tug-of-war with an old sock.  He was okay with my becoming part of the family and would occasionally sit in my lap to be petted, but he and Jack always had a special bond.

In June 2013, Ryan, along with Maggie, joined us when we moved into our fifth wheel and started life on the road.  He traveled with us for almost fifteen months, through twenty states, before the effects of old age became too much.

Today we said goodby to our little guy...he was almost 16.  It was hard to lose him, but we know he's no longer struggling.

I hope he's playing with an old sock somewhere.