Born August 8, 1998. Simon was an old soul. Calm and wise, he could give the best advice and comfort with just the touch of his paw, or look in his eyes. He was also from time to time, a big goofball. He loved dressing up, and I think had more clothes then I do. The memories and laughs, as well as love and happiness that one little dog gave me, I can never thank him enough for. Truly my best friend.
Simon is the reason this blog exists. I wanted a place to share his life. To remember all the moments that made me laugh, and cry. I lost Simon on December 26th, 2014. He was sixteen. I miss him every day. With this blog, Simon in never really gone. His memories will carry his legacy on in this blog.