Tahoe

1998 - 2013

My Number One Buddy, Tahoe, a White West Highland Terrier, died very suddenly on Monday, June 10, 2013. At 14 (almost 15), he was having some health issues, but his death was totally unexpected on that day. There are no words to describe how much he is missed and mourned. Tahoe was a "dog saint" in that he was so good it was unbelievable. He never hurt or harmed anyone or anything in his entire life. He was better than a lot of people. He was the eighth dog to share his life with me over my lifetime. I loved all my dogs, but Tahoe was so exceptional that he can never be replaced. God Bless, you little buddy. Thank you for making my life better than it could possibly have been without you.
--Bill Sullivan