Phoenix’s presence is greatly missed today.  My pack of four is now a pack of three…. note, they knew Phoenix was ill before I did. They have been so very curious about his urine, stool….smelling him, they knew. Do they miss him….yes they do. Phoenix was the dog pack leader….a position he really never wanted but it was passed down to him when Montana died. He also was the dog that loved to play…funny how not one initiated play today. Yes, they were quiet because I was sad…still it was Phoenix that was the fun dog. They are pining for their Friend who one day left and never returned….life does go on and while quiet now with each passing day we will find our groove. One day we all will play and smile and laugh and just have fun….Phoenix taught us all so well!