In memory of the late and great, Chico

I  got Chico in the spring of '03. He was on every job from that time forward. He had an obsession for fetching and a keen memory of everyone that had ever played with him. He would see someone that had played with him in the past, get excited and bring him something to throw. If a ball wasn't available he would happily settle for a rock or even a pebble.
Chico was not only a big part of my life but a big part of my work life. This is the first project without him. He developed cancer and passed away last fall. Just a few weeks before the logs were delivered. When I found out about his condition, I knew that I wanted to bury him at the home site. As I've been back at the site working this spring I can see him frolicking around with all of his personality and mannerisms.

Chico

April 15 2003- October 15 2014