Damn … it’s time to say goodbye to my back porch beer drinking buddy, ol’ Ranger. He lived with us for about nine years and yesterday he moved on over to the next life. Ranger’s heart was bigger than 10 backyards but it gave out too soon.
He wasn’t afraid of anything that crawled, climbed or slithered. The heat or cold didn’t bother him, although he didn’t mind paying a visit indoors once in a while. That sonovagun liked to run, but he never ran away. Adios, big boy – we’ll keep your house in case you ever come this way again.