Reese
My brother faced a very sad decision last night. Reese, his family's beloved Chocolate Labrador Retriever, had to be put to sleep due to prostate cancer. He wasn't even nine years old.
He got his name from the candy, Reese's Pieces, and he was a loving and friendly guy. I only met him a couple of times, the last a month ago, but he welcomed me with that big wet muzzle of his and I didn't mind at all.
I hope Reese and Sam find each other in the Happy Hunting Grounds.
