Rest in Peace, Old Friend...

The rainy Saturday a week ago got the best of our little front yard snow dog, aptly named "Snow Dog". Momma says "he died of a broken heart". Stew says "the coyotes got him!". I prefer to think he simply melted away, while all Claire has to say is, "Oh no! Snow Dog is gone!" In any event, he lived more than six months in doggy years, which is way longer than any snowman I know. Our little ole Snow Dog lived a full and happy life. May he rest in peace...