Our hearts are heavy with sorrow for our loss

Today Lori and I laid to rest our little Franklin. It was the hardest thing we have ever had to do. We will miss him dearly. We have cried the day away and told stories of how our little guy had lived his life. He was the best dog; EVER. He was blind for the last two years and was so brave through everything. He relied on Lori and I more since his blindness, but it really didn't change him. He would get up in the morning and wonder when we were going to turn on the lights. All he wanted was to be near Lori or me and to eat. He would always be there and gave me courage as I was going through my whole cancer ordeal.

The last few weeks were very hard. He was constantly vomiting and had not eaten since Wednesday. Anything he ate came right back up. We know he was miserable. He was so weak, we would have to carry him outside to go potty, but as soon as we told him to go, he did. Last night, I took him out front, which I normally don't do, and told him to go potty when he was in the mulch. He walked back over to me and wagged his little paintbrush tail when he walked into my leg. I had to take him out into the grass, then he went right away. It was almost like he was telling me I needed to put him in the grass to go.

All day long, Lori and I exchanged stories like that. We thanked God for allowing us to enjoy him while he was here.

We love you little fella and you will always live on in our hearts!