He came to me with no name.  He was a big guy.  Thus his name Big Old Boy,
Bob  He wanted to be free to run and romp, especially with the girls.  So
with a tear in my eye, I took him to the Thieves Haven ,[log in to unmask]
where he would be able to run and romp.  In the loving care of Vikki Mick,
he played and romped to his content with a herum of females adoring him.
 
At the Thieves Haven, he was found to have a mast cell tumor.  The tumor
was growing so surgery was scheduled for today, Jan. 20.  Bob went into
the surgery and decided it was his opportune time to cross the Rainbow
Bridge.  Thus Bob left the Thieves Haven to cross the bridge.
 
Bob, you will be missed by the girls, your shelter mom and me.
[Posted in FML issue 2936]