Do you ever wonder what your dog is thinking? I wondered that very thing over the 9 years my dog was alive. He left this world in the Fall of 2009 and was the best little buddy anyone could ever have. He is greatly missed and thought of every single day which has brought me to blog about him. Over these past few months I found myself thinking back on various memories of him and wonder what he might have been thinking. Some of my assumptions make me laugh but I also can think of the times he was most likely mad, sad, confused and wondering what the hell was going on. Everyday I see little reminders of him all around. The piece of wood he chewed, that still has his teeth marks in it, his puppy collar, hair that keeps coming out of nowhere and just today I found his Tony Stewart bandanna that he used to wear around his neck when he was little. His ashes sit in an urn up high over where his bed used to be, adorned with paw prints with my boyfriends tennis shoe on top of it. This may sound strange but he slept with our shoes in his dog bed at night. His piece of chewed wood that was found by my boyfriend a few weeks ago sits next to him as well as the bandanna I found today. I am glad that we are finding all these little things from him. It's almost like he's still here in his own little way and I am thankful for it. I know we gave him a great life with lots of love, but still wonder what life looked like through his eyes. I will be attempting to figure this out through writing about him He was the best dog we've ever had and his name was Tony.