Just Updating things

I know I haven't posted much lately, things here have been a little crazy:
On Tuesday night, Huckleberry got sick, throwing up.  That wasn't unusual for him, he's always had stomach issues. (of course when you 'steal food' you need a cast iron stomach)  Wednesday morning, I ran to town and got him some meds for his stomach, because he was still not well  At noon, he was better, as far as that went, but was weak.  Just laying around.  By 2:30 pm, he was gone, I think he had a heart attack.  Not sure, just know that one minute he was with us, and the next he was gone.  We buried him outback with the others that have crossed the bridge since we were here.  
Comments from the grandchildren, 
Skylar: Are you getting another dog?  I hope you get a puppy, I'd like to have a puppy to play with.
Jd:  I guess he won't be stealing my food anymore (at age 3, Jd brought a cooked deer steak over for his lunch.  He ate a bit of it, set it down to go to bathroom, and Huckleberry swiped it while he was gone, he's never forgotten it.)
Daughter in law:  I no where some pups are that you can have, they are half Rat Terrier and half Standard Poodle.
NO THANKS.  She knows me well, but we are not in the market for another right now.  
Besides, dogs and cats usually find us, we don't have to go looking for them.
And if the comments seem a little insensitive, there was some tears involved, Skylar took 2 days to ask for a puppy.  
And, I do miss Huckleberry, a lot, in fact. But he was getting old, and was grumpy with his aches and pains.  So, I feel that it is best he passed, and not suffered worse.
RIP dear friend, I'll see you at the bridge one day soon.