An Incomplete Tribute

"He looks up at you with his big, true eyes, and says with them, 'Well, you've always got me, you know.  We'll go through the world together, and always stand by each other, won't we?'"
  -- Jerome K. Jerome

It is two months ago today that I got to pet Rades for the last time.  I miss seeing his cute little face.  Thankfully I took a lot of pictures of him in his last couple of years.  In case you miss him too, here he is:

Looking adorable - and actually looking at the camera, which was rare:

Being uncharacteristically friendly:

 Snoozin':

 

 

Okay, this next one is a bit of a sad picture, but it's a funny story.  Everyone who knew him knew Radar was terrified of thunder - and, over the course of his life, and ever-increasing number of things that he associated with thunder, rightly or wrongly.  He always sought out a dark spot where he could hide until the storm was over (if that was in fact the source of the noise; if not, he would just wait for an appropriate amount of time to pass before he resurfaced).  Occasionally I'd find him hiding in the bathtub, but that was pretty much the normal course of business for R the Wonderdog.  Then there was the morning that he went ahead and leapt into the tub while I was in the shower.  Imagine how surprised we both were!  Once I was finished, I managed to work a towel underneath him to help absorb some of the water he had soaked up, but there was no coaxing him out of the tub until he was good and ready.

Guarding (and sometimes dismantling) the ducks:

Goin' for a car ride:

Playing outside, looking handsome and totally in his element:

 

 
Hunting squirrels:

  

Hunting rabbits:

Wishing he was playing outside:

"All knowledge, the totality of all questions and all answers, is contained in the dog."  -- Franz Kafka