Eleven years ago today we brought home a 6-week old bundle of fluff and holy terror. I have never been so terrified of a puppy before but Brut scared the crap out of me!
Hubby, Mark actually asked me rather sarcastically if I wanted to give Brut back to the breeder. He didn't understand what the problem was. I didn't know either, but there was definitely something different about Brut.
Something very different that would become the foundation of his being. The foundation that would be built upon and become the magnificent dog he was.
The dog that would never die, live forever in my heart and where every day is a Gotcha Day with Brut.
He changed the course of time for me and lead me down his path for all the world to see. Brut was a being beyond any I've ever known.
And he is still leading me down his path for all the world to see.
Life has never been the same since Brut entered our lives on this day.
And it never will be again.
Happy Gotcha Day Brut!