Russell (AKA Russ, Russellpuff, Fussle, My Dear Sweet Dog) was a velcro dog and he claimed me as his person early on. He was always by my side and made me feel loved unconditionally. I have never had such a special bond with a pet.
I loved all of our time together. Our slow, quiet walks; watching our neighbourhood from our stoop; and his enthusiastic help with chores: laundry (jumping into the pile of clean clothes while I folded), changing the bedding (squeezing under the fitted sheet while I made the bed), dishes (licking the dishes while I loaded the dishwasher), and gardening (laying in the fresh cool soil after planting or transporting something new). I especially loved seeing how happy Russsell was at the beach. He did not like to swim, but he loved to play with the waves, dig himself into a cool hole in the sand, and snooze under a tent I made with a towel draped over my legs.