Peter , I'm so sorry for your loss. I have been 39 for going on 50 years and I remember every one of my great furry friends. I remember my first pal that I actually called my best friend. When I stayed out late, sometimes even past my curfew, as I would sneak in the front door of my house (my mom's houseI was still in high school), no matter how quiet, I would always paws (pun intended) to listen to the "thump thump" of the tail as it hit the floor right above me. When she passed on, it was a long time before I could not hear that greeting. She was always with me during the days, no matter where I went. When I was off alone, she always went to my bedroom to await my return. I have had many best friends since. As our own children were growing up, whenever we had our friends nearing the ends of their days, we always prepared our children for the time we might come home from the vet without their furry pal. Once, our daughter even went with us for the final trip and held our pal with me. I know (I am sure I know, I can only comprehend really) how you feel Peter. [member=58907]FOGdog[/member], I hope you have many squirrels to chase in your yard.
Tinker