Frey Passes

This is Frey; he fell ill on Saturday afternoon, and was very weak the next morning, sleeping much of the day. On Monday morning we took him to the clinic; he had lapsed into a coma. The vet put him down. He was almost 15, a fine age for a Golden. He still accompanied us on snowshoe trips to the last week of his life, and his suffering was short. Farewell to another noble dog.