Our bestest, beloved boy Emmet has embarked on his journey to heaven last Saturday surrounded by those who loved him most in the world.
Emmet was a funny, loving, charming, mischievous and REALLY handsome dog who was a Dash and Albert spokesdog practically from his birth on September 4th, 2007. He was named Emmet because he was born on my stepfather Winthrop Emmet’s birthday.
He loved to go out every morning, sun or snow, to sniff what the day had to offer. After the initial sniff, he would lean into a full body roll and back wriggle – this made me happy every time I caught it. I would stop whatever I was doing to watch him relish the day…
He cherished his daily walks with Sarah and her happy yellow lab Ellie. They were a happy family unit all their own.
He loved just about every food (and object) with the exception of citrus fruit. Go figure?
He loved to get the squeaker out of a toy. While we never entered him into a competition, I believe he could have potentially held a speed record in this particular event.
He loved and made daily visits to the vegetable garden. In fact, he was often the one to alert us when the zucchini and tomatoes were ripe enough to pick!
He enjoyed a game of cornhole.
He loved to swim.
He loved a mud puddle.
And, he loved us unconditionally and was a wonderful companion in good times and bad.
He is much missed.
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