#148: In Memorandum

 Today we gather to mourn the loss of a special little dog. 

Munchie, the unofficial mascot. 

Now if you know me at all, you know I am not a dog person. Truth be told, I'm not really a pet person, period. My pets tend to be green leafy ones that happily sit in the window; and if they for some reason die they can be easily composted and/or replaced by a quick trip to Yellow Star or from a cutting that I (hopefully) started a while back. 

But Munchie was different. A tiny ball of cute, and probably the most mellow chihuahua you would ever meet. His favorite spot was on the bar at the local brewery, on a little mat someone crocheted for him, and a special little water dish someone made, with his name on it. His favorite snack involved cooked chicken from the local grocery store that everyone liked to sneak in to him, with the occasional treat from a little bag stuck in a drawer... the dog had his own drawer for all his stuff. 

Munchie passed on this morning, to that great Doghouse in the Sky, where there is a constant supply of chicken, and endless ear scritches. 

R I P  Munchie. You will be greatly missed.