We got new pictures of little Henry today. He is 6 weeks
old. He is of course super cute. But these pictures remind us of Edgar. We don’t know Henry's personality traits yet as we haven’t met him, but there is something about the way he looks at the camera that reminds Alex, my mom, and I of Edgar. He has a
regal meets mischievous look to him! And that was certainly Edgar.

When I first met Alex, Edgar was full of personality. He used to literally tie me up in his leash when Alex and I would take him on walks. He did not like me muscling in on his human in those first months. And he would run away most mornings in search of Alex, poor guy was incensed at not being taken along. He could have come if he hadn’t insisted on marking everywhere he went… One of the times he stayed with my parents he jumped up on their dining room table and ate an entire stick of butter and
jumped down again before anyone could get into the room. He liked to mark the same spot at their house until it started leaking urine through the basement ceiling. Ah Edgar, he certainly did have an opinion. I tend to recall the mellow ancient creature he was in his last years. But he was an exercise in patience for a long time. Dagny on the other hand was nowhere near as troublesome. She was a dog, she barked and sniffed and whatnot, but generally she was a good girl. And yet I miss Edgar every day and Dags, well it was lovely while she was here and I hope she is a happy angel dog but I don’t really miss her.