Rudolph of Tholozan

Rudy died today. He was born October 13, 1998. He was a pure bred Yorkshire Terrier. He was Rosco's older brother. I brought him home to my house on Tholozan and he instantly became my best friend. A few months later, I got his younger brother to keep him company. We moved to St. Charles, where they had a huge back yard to play in. After that, we moved to Glendale and again they had quite a yard to play in and a nice house to live in. Rudy loved going for walks more than anything because he loved to mark every tree, bush, pile of grass, or just a random rock. When my mom passed, we moved into her house and they didn't have a big yard. Deanna and I and the kids would walk them as often as we could, because Rudy would become very depressed if he didn't get out. When we moved to our present home, we also had Rocky. Rosco and Rocky were so active and loud that poor sweet Rudy sort of got lost. He just slept and hid behind the couch. After a while, Hanna and her mom asked if they could take Rudy and we reluctantly gave him up. We just wanted him to be happy and get more attention. He loved it at Hanna's house. He was the only dog there and got all the attention. Rudy never met a person he didn't like. He never met another dog he didn't like, although he did get pissy with Rosco now and then. He loved to eat, but he didn't care much for the normal stuff that dogs like to do. He didn't play fetch, he never chewed on balls. He did, however, love to chew on shoes and other valuable things. He had very expensive taste.

He was the first animal I ever loved. We will all miss him so much.