Charcoal Hi, my name was Charcoal. I was born on September 12, 1992, and I went to my happy marking ground on Friday, August 4, 2000. Like Nick, I had had bladder stones, but what I died of was prostate cancer. It made my Mama and Grandmuu very sad. I was a cute doggie. I barked at everyone that came by, and even scared a burgler away once, with my barking. I also marked every tree and bush in my neighborhood and around the city lakes. So my Grandmuu is going to scatter my ashes on my favorite pee spots. When I took walks, everyone thought I was the cutest boy (except people who don't like their dogs to talk to other dogs, which would make me cry.) When I wanted attention in our house, I would go grab my stuffed Barney doll, and make it sing the Barney song by chewing on its paw. I also very much liked digging in the trash and stealing food when my Mama and Grandmuu would turn their backs. I mostly liked the Shaggy looks. The picture you see here was cropped from another to send a note the to the Vet who saved my life after I got hit by a car. That was a year and a half ago, and I've been sick ever since. I was a good dog, and I like to cuddle with my two-legs. Prev Our Guests Next Index of Guests © 1997-2000 Nick & Rudy DoghouseMap