RIP, Tugger lugger.

This week marked the passing of our dog, Tug.  The course of events leading up to is demise were probably overshadowed by Iggy and the various milestones associated with raising a toddler, but the fact of the matter is, our pain in the ass 13+ year old lab will is no longer part of the Frost family.

We take comfort in knowing that our friends and family who had met Tug knew how important he was to us and how much of a big part he played in our lives.

Our gentle giant is now in doggie heaven, where he’s free to roam, suck on as many socks as he wants and get into trash without requiring invasive stomach surgery.

We ♡ you forever, Tug.

Tug in better days

The heartbreak of knowing we had to take Tug to the vet in an hour was killing us both.


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