Hannibal

Tracy had to put my dog down while I was deployed.  Hannibal, my doberman, developed a growth around his throat that was slowly killing him.  He finally got to where he couldn't eat and was just miserable all the time.

She took Deuce (the weasel hound) with her to the vet when they put him under so she would know that he was dead.  It seemed to work, she never went looking for him.  She is very lonely though and very needy.

Rhys desperately misses Hannibal.  Just about every day he tells me "I miss Annibal".  He knows that he is dead and gone and that he is not hurting anymore, but he misses his dog.

Tracy is looking for a puppy.