No one can truly appreciate why dogs are called mans best friend until they experience the loss of one. On May 31st, 2016 after almost 16 years with my best friend by my side it is with incredible sadness that I inform all of Yogi's friends that knew him, that on May 31st, he lost his fight with cancer at 15 years of age. Yogi is no longer there to greet me in the mornings, to make me smile or laugh anymore, life is quiet without him. Yogi was far more than a pet, he was family. Having no children of my own, a lifestyle of guiding and ranching where there is a place for a companion like Yogi each and every day, he was a consistent friend through joy and loss. Out in the world he was my other set of eyes, ears, and nose that could help guide my way. Yogi slept with me most every night, and told me every morning that I was his reason for being. Yogi would place his head on my chest each morning to wake me up, watching, waiting for me to open my eyes, and when I did, I would feel and hear the thump of his tail at my smallest smile. Yogi had nothing to leave behind of value except his love and faith. The way Yogi would look at me when he was hurt, when I would not take him on truck rides, he would be sick with worry that he was not there to care for me.  When I would be wrong, Yogi would be quick and delighted to forgive me. When I was angry, Yogi had an amazing way of clowning around to make me smile again, and when I was happy, he would be  unbounded with joy! With Yogi, life was whole, had meaning and worth, and I was all powerful. Yogi taught me the meaning of being devoted. Yogi was a secret comfort and a private peace. Yogi brought me understanding where before there was ignorance. Yogi could heal all my hurts just by looking up at me with those flashing trusting eyes. Yogi gave me protection for all things known and unknown. Yogi always promised to wait for me, whenever, wherever, in case I need him, and I learned I needed him far more than he needed me. Yogi was more than just a dog, he was loyalty itself, a true companionship, my emotional support and a friend were I found acceptance without judgement. Yogi's most precious quality - his unconditional love. Yogi, I still listen for you and miss you every day, run with the wind my handsome gentleman. Thank you Yogi for all you did for me, you were my best friend. How truly fortunate and enriched my life has been to share love with you for so many years. 

Yogi, you were my favorite Hello and my hardest Good Buy.

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