05/07/2026
He was a member of the family who was included in activities and added to the experience. He was a companion whose snoring was a sense of calm. He was an empath who knew when to come see you when you were down. He was a comedian that never told a bad joke. He met hundreds of children and brought joy to their faces. He was a surprisingly good chicken chaser. The only bad bones in his body were associated with nail clippers and paper shredders. Most of all he was a good boy and he went out knowing it. Tug, you will be missed!
