Yesterday we lost our little buddy. His illness and death came on sudden. We learned on Sunday that he was in the advanced stages of pancreatic cancer. He was so tough, he never complained or let us know he was sick in any way. He was still just as sweet, obedient, caring, and loving life. Everyone that ever met him joked that they were going to "steal him" because he was a perfect little guy. He greeted us at the door every day, gave us little "head butts" as we sat down right before he would cuddle, and always showed his appreciation for being a part of the family. But it was really us that were lucky to have him as ours. He was just so great. We find solace in knowing that his pain is over but his loss is overwhelming. We cannot imagine how to feel better at this point, feeling like there is a hole in our hearts. He was so affectionate and sweet. We love you buddy and we'll never forget you.