My good hockey friend is gone. Pablo the Hockey Pug was 17, and in those years, he was ferocious in his attempt to dig popcorn and carmel corn out of the corners in the kitchen, on the couch and just about anywhere else.
And he was the one friend I could count on to watch a game with me in the bunker or in the Lounge. He will be missed.
Pleasant travels, sweet dog.
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