6/1/1987 - 7/11/1998
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"Roscoe"
I carry you in my heart "Old Man".
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It's hard to say goodbye to old friends. I had to make the decision to let him rest.
I didn't want to, but I knew it was right for him. Roscoe was such a proud fellow and
when he reached the point where seeing, walking and even breathing were really difficult
chores, I chose to let him wait for me at
The Rainbow Bridge.
Oh, my, Roscoe, I
miss you.
Roscoe was one of six puppies in our first litter of bulldogs. Sold him when he was 9 weeks old, but he lived close and I was able to watch him grow. It's a long story, but I got lucky and he came back to live with us when he was about 16 weeks old.
We showed in conformation for a little while and he won some championship points, but the obedience ring was where I enjoyed myself the most so Roscoe's show career was very limited.
"Football Roscoe Style" was his favorite game. Jeff , my son-in-law, was the one that played this game with him the most. Sort of soccer with a football .... Roscoe used his chest to push the ball around and played keep-away from whomever he was playing with.
As he aged he became our loving "old man" who wanted nothing more than to have his supper on time and a bit of rubbing before bed time.
After 11 great years with this fine "gentleman", it will take a long time for this sore spot in my heart to ease.
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