We got Sherlock as a puppy, and I grew up with him. five years ago my Mom lost her battle to breast cancer, and in our time of grief, Sherlock was like our connection to her. He loved swimming, taking walks, and every person who visited always asked where he was, or how he was doing, he was in our family portraits, part of our family. This July Sherlock was suddenly getting slower and slower rapidly. We tried everything but his disease was too far. We had to say goodbye after only ten years and I think one of the last parts of my mom went with him.

Stephen from CA