|Clydie loved popcorn and bananas. He was a seasoned traveler. We called him Marco Polo. We also called him The Anamosa Kid, in honor of the town in Iowa where he was born. He knew how to enjoy life, but he had a serious, philosophical side to him that we respected and admired. He was patient, obedient, and his life seemed to revolve around pleasing us. He was our Dearest Friend and our Constant Companion for 17 years. We believe with all our hearts that we'll see him again, and that St. Francis and St. Benedict will watch over him until we reach that bridge! He was deaf towards the end of his life. What joy it will be to call out to him and see him come running towards us again! Be Young Ben's guardian Angel, Wee Clyde, he's a dear puppy, but he needs your calm wisdom. And know always that we did our best, we foolish humans who loved you so dearly and are so grateful to God for placing you in our lives. Listen for us, we'll be seeing you! Merry Chistmas, 2005, Clyde. It's our first Christmas without you. I cry when Benny isn't looking. How I miss you, dear litle grey dog.|
Clyde's People Parent(s), Joan, would appreciate knowing you have visited their Clyde's Memorial Residency.