11/19/85 - 6/5/99
Frodo was the best companion ever. He was a fuzzy Norwegian Elkhound who was able to read your mood and understand. I first saw him at the pet store where he had outgrown the cage and was due to be "shipped out" to the pound. He was so bouncy and full of joy. I was recovering from a very serious accident and he helped me to focus on something other than my discomfort. He knew not to jump or lean on my broken leg.
Later we would take walks in the neighborhood where he played with the children. I even took him on vacation to the Bahamas where we played in the water. Frodo chased crabs - even caught a few.
As he slowed down with time he still was happy and seemed to possess the ability for empathy. Last year he was found to have spinal arthritis and the beginnings of heart failure. His vet treated him with adequan and I am forever grateful for the releif it gave him.
I lost my boy to a tumor which was too much for him. His last days were spent with me being shamelessly spoiled (even more than usual). He fell asleep in my arms and now my heart is the broken one.
Laura Morgan