I never knew what a hold Brut had on this family until he was gone. Or I should say, I didn't know how strong it was until he let go. Brut was possessive by nature. It was just part of his character and loyality that couldn't be matched. For he held each one of us in his capture and returned it with his devotion to each and every person and dog in this home. Brut was the mortar that held the bricks and was the foundation of everything we stand for, love. Pure unconditional love. While fierce at times, his passion ran deep and he never stopped loving us. All of us. With all the pleasure and pain that love brings with it. He taught that for every rose, there is a stem of thorns to accompany it. I may not know what tomorrow brings, but Brut's love does. It is always and forever, burning deep in my mind and heart.