We didn’t have Shiloh for 9 years—he had us. Gentle and sweet, when he wagged his tail his whole body wiggled. And when you hugged him he would lean into you. And he had the most elegant prance.
Shiloh never let us forget to play, always eager to fetch or tug with his grungiest toys. He was king of the bubble chasers. Oh, and a skilled counter surfer without a shred of remorse for the occasional filched sandwich.
There wasn’t a time when Max or I lay down for a nap that Shiloh didn’t make a beeline to plop down beside us. That was just his job.
And Shiloh was the best friend of Emily Rose, our Black Lab mix. They were inseparable. She misses him, as we will always miss him.
With gratitude to our loving companion.
Lucy, Max, and Emily Rose