My wonderful rottie Thor. How each day this past year have flown. I still grieve over your loss and miss you so much baby. Your kennel run now covered with weeds, feels like those weeds still rip my heart out when I left you sleeping on the vet floor with Cancer. I miss you baby, I trusted you to protect me and you did with the awesome strength of a 186 LBS Rott. Bottle feeding you from birth when your mother turned on you at 2 hours old when you tried to nurse. You were lucky, some of your brothers and sisters were killed. I still remember the scar on your nose where she bit you and how you were the runt. I dreaded going to the vet, I knew after family history of cancer I knew,,,, that growth was cancerous. Even though feeling the shot to "calm" you still trying to bite the vet, you amazed me with your strength and protection for ME, your Master. I miss you and still cry when I see your photo or walk in your kennel. I hope to someday be with you again over Rainbows bridge. I miss my little scar coochie face. Love mommie