In Memory of Vinnie
Our Vinnie unexpectedly died at home last night.
He just turned 7, and yesterday he was fine, but he was a big dog over 160 pounds.
Vinnie loved his collar. He didn't sleep in it - putting it on meant he was going outside or going in the garage to get in the car. The collar meant "going out" and always meant tail-wagging, jumping around, so much
it was sometimes hard to get the collar on. It was like trying to throw a hoop over a wildly moving thing...
If he wanted to go somewhere, he would sit and stare at his collar. Words could not communicate better.
Vinnie will be sadly missed by Owners James & Elizabeth Robbins