Ambrose

Ambrose was a stray puppy who found us in May of 1991. From that time on he was my husband's best friend, constant companion and our hiking buddy. He went camping with us and it was a rare vacation that we took without Ambrose.

Ambrose died on May 11, 2002, during surgery to remove a cancerous tumor. He had been being treated for kidney failure for the past 7 months, and then this happened. He stoically accepted us doing his IV therapy every other night during those months. I would sing to him when he was feeling antsy during the IVs, and he would "sing" back.

We are still looking for him in his favorite spots, behind the sofa, back here in the computer room behind the chair, and next to my husband's side of the bed.

Ambrose will forever be in our hearts.