One door closes, another opens

My beloved dog, Parker, passed away on Friday at home in moms arms. He had been fighting a battle with a brain tumor for the past six months and was finally unable to walk and needed a lot of assistance. He is in a better place now chasing all of the sticks he can find. Mom said he was very peaceful at the end, like he waited for mom and Bob to get back from their trip here to see me. I wish I could have been there with him but I am glad I was able to say goodbye when I was home in December.