Gabe

Gabe was 11 years old when we lost him 4 days before Thanksgiving.  I miss his face peeking between the curtains when I come home from work and being greeted at the door with his howls of excitement in anticipation of our daily walk.  He was a great dog and kept both my son and I company through many difficult times.  I can leave food on the counter (especially loaves of bread) undisturbed now, but I would trade that at any moment to have my buddy back.  Thank you, CILRA, for giving us the opportunity to have Gabe in our lives, I miss him so much.  — Mary Kay Macri