Thought you might like to see the picture of Mike that was in the paper the day I got him in May, 1997. I saw his picture in a local newspaper and went to see him on my lunch time. My boss (who also loved dogs) allowed me to leave work early to go get him and take him home with me. Before going to get him, I picked up my 4 year old grandson to bring him with me (wanted to make sure he was good with kids). He was great with Chris, and the rest is history.... he and I became like velcro after that.

If you can enlarge the print, you'll see that he was with a bigger dog (whose name was Mike), but my Mike's name was (get this) Puff. Nope... he didn't look like a Puff or act like a Puff, so that name had to change. We went through a couple of names before Chris said, "his name is Mike".. well.. he looked like a Mike and acted like a Mike.. so the name stuck. The way they described him in the article was perfect.. especially when they talked about his "gentle demeanor". He's just so special... and I've been so blessed to have him in my life.

We've got so much to be grateful for. My sweet Mike has had an entire day of easy breathing, no clots and a leg that he could actually chase the puppy with. What a beautiful day this has been.

I have to believe that this fabulous day was given to us because of all the love, prayers and good wishes that were sent up for this sweet boy. He so deserved a good day.. and he finally got it. All I could say is, THANK YOU... thank each an every one of you who cared enough to send him your love. You are so very special to us, and I know this wouldn't have happened without all the positive energy that was directed to our little guy.

Thank you doesn't seem to be enough, but for lack of anything more... THANK YOU and GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU.