Joey, a rescue dog, was a big part of my life for over 10 years. He loved his home and his family. He had a few quirks (dont we all) but inas well as being exercise going out on the hills for a walk with Joey helped me to unwind especially in stressful time. He came with us on holidays - and loved the beach - and he was my home companion as well. Whenever I got home from work, or after being out if he had not been able to come, through the glazed front door I could see Joey's beautiful tail waving frantically as he stood waiting in the hallway. The house was never empty and I didnt feel lonely with Joey around. Joey was a close family member - never 'just a dog/pet/animal'. When Joey died I grieved as I had done for immediate family members - and a month on now that grief is still with me and I think a piece of me went over the rainbow bridge with him. I miss my special dog Joey and he will always be in my memories and in my heart. Run painless and free now, Joey my friend. Neither I nor the family will forget you.