Rascal spent 14 years by my side. Originally named after rascal flatts. He really fit the name. What a rascal he was. He’s seen me through every milestone. His favorite thing was riding in the front seat or sitting on the hill and watching the world. He loved walks, his tiny human, his tiny fur sister, his papaw and his mom. He loved his stuffies and tug of war. He was mischievous and a ball of energy until the end when his hair slowly greyed and he slowed down. His favorite place was in front of the door. Never met a stranger. Forever missed.