Skooter was born on Halloween in 1999. He came into our lives just after Christmas of that year.
We don’t have children, so Skooter was our boy. He was a tail always wagging, loves everyone kind a guy. He especially loved his toys, his Mom, myself, his little sister Sparkle(our little Pom fur ball) going to work and running when he was younger.
Skooter was my constant companion. He logged 8,526 miles with me and was always ready to go if he saw any of my running gear or his special running leash. He even placed 3rd Dog at the Sombrero 4.5 in Estes Park. Skooter went to work with me on the weekends. He new the routine so well he would lead me through the rounds at the local water treatment facility where we worked. If I didn’t follow the routine he would give me that head cocked to the side questioning look that said, “Dad, what are you doing?”. He also helped me feed our other animals at home and would ride along whenever I had errands to run. Skooter took his jobs seriously. He was not happy about being left behind, but was quick to forgive as soon as I got home.
He also took his playtime seriously. If he didn’t think he was getting enough attention he would sit with his toys and give me a time to play bark. He had a lot of toys and liked to play with several at one time. He would drag them into a pile, get on top and show them who was boss. If you know what I mean. Kind of embarrassing when company was over. We got a lot of, “He really loves his toys doesn’t he?” comments. Silly boy.
Skooter was always there for us through good times and bad. Ready with a kiss and a wag of the tail to let us know he loved us. He would sit and look at us with those big brown, loving eyes till we couldn’t help but give him a hug and kiss. Then he would wag his tail because he knew we were happy and that made him happy.
Skooter made a lot of friends in his 15 years, both two legged and four, and will be missed by all.
We love and miss you buddy.