In memory of my best friend, Wylie who was put down this morning. We adopted him some 12 or 13 years ago from the shelter. He had been abused, had a wired jaw from a hard hit to the snout when we picked him up – forever giving him that Elvis-like smile. It took some time for him to open up to us, but he did, and he was the most fun and loyal dog. I loved him, I’ll miss him. And anyone who knew him, I’m sure feels the same.

— Gregory from Springfield, VA