That’s Bearbear on the left and Baxter on the right, waiting or dinner. You can tell, I guess, that Baxter is just too skinny; this was about 3 weeks before he died.
My friend Julie was over for dinner mid-November, when I roasted a free-range chicken; we were about to sit down, but I fed the dogs first. Bearbear and Baxter always had to sit and wait at the edge of the kitchen while I put their meals together. Julie thought they looked so adorable and patient, and she took a few photos.
It’s still hard to believe Baxter is gone. Oh well.