Scout. Rest In Peace.

We woke up early yesterday, as we always did. We pee'd; looked into each other's eyes; then we watched the sunrise. I would take two steps; he would take two steps. I could tell, all he wanted to do was take of me. We ate bacon and donuts and homemade peanut butter and Hershey's kisses (because no dog should go to Heaven without at least tasting a Hershey's KIss.)