My 11 year-old Llangwm Bryn, a dog I brought over from Wales as a pup, left us today. He was riddled with early onset arthritis (for the past 4 years). A fall a week ago resulted in an injury that made going on impossible. He could no longer walk and was in excruciating pain.

Bryn was the noblest and bravest of dogs. A perfect companion. Never any trouble. Always game. Smiling, smiling, smiling.

I will miss you my Bryn. Thank you for 11 years of happiness and delight.

Saturday before he left us, on my birthday, Bryn could no longer walk but was out with us enjoying the day, smiling as he watch the other dogs run and play. He was magnificent.