Moose5Deuce
I should Work at Oakley
This was Wally, my parents' 100+lb Airedale Terrier. He was my dog, but had to leave him at home when I moved to DC in 2009. Just put him down at 12 years old. In his prime he was a monster, he loved to mess with people if he realized they were tentative with him. Smart as hell. He was down to 72lbs when we took him in, would barely eat or drink. But he managed to down a steak before we went, in classic form. Cancer is a b*tch.