My buddy

I think I am done crying, for now. We are in the middle of our adventure of mowing home and most feelings are happy, excited, fear, and some panic. However I know that I might be done crying over him for now but I know that when the day comes, I will cry like a little baby - again.
My little Casper buddy. Ok fine. He was Emma's birthday present but I see him as mamma's boy and we got the deepest bond in our house. Casper is our my dog. He is an all white Boxer and will turn six in October. He is the best. I know that we I will never ever have a better dog. But unfortunately he will not come with us on our next chapter. Due to too many deaths of "snubbed-nosed" dogs in flight there is way to many regulations and rules of him flying and we have came to the realization that he will have to stay behind. Shit! I am crying just writing this. Em seems ok with it for now and our process of trying to find him a loving home that will love him more then we do is now in the works.

Look at him! How can you not love this guy!