I still feel that pain when I think of you. I miss your smell, the feel of your fur when I ran my fingers through your neck, the look in your eyes of understanding and love, the way you played with and adored jordan. I miss the opportunities I now have that I want to share with you, walks I find that I just know you would of loved. I just miss you baby dog. RIP Casper taken the afternoon before I found him on the floor the following morning, he died with his head on my sons lap less than an hour later.