My BFF

Ican remember that day well. Cold November day in 2017. For several years we had told ourselves NO MORE PETS – ever! And yet, here we were, driving 75 miles to pick up the cutest white bundle of puppy fur ever. We named him Scooter after his dad. I cradled Scooter all the way home, just as I would a baby. Well, he was a baby – our fur baby. Scooter, a Great Pyrenees, grew to the s...