My Bink (AKA “Bingo”) was relieved of his body on Friday, June 1 at 4:30 p.m. He was suffering with a worsening neurological disorder, was not absorbing any nutrition and, long ago, lost control of a few things, including his bowels and his bladder. After talking with the vet on Friday at 4:00, I discovered that, by standing with his head in the corner and by going through tight spaces (under chairs, behind the couch, etc.), Bink was trying to steady himself as relief from vertigo. Even though he had ice cream and donuts every day, for over two months, he continued to waste away. I held him and cried when he started to fall asleep from the first shot, the sedative. Then I held him and cried more when he got the final shot. It was one of the three saddest moments in my life. Any solace lies in the fact that Bingo was truly and unconditionally loved for over 2 years and I have been assured, by fellow earthly beings, that there is a heaven and that he’s a young pup again, frolicking with all of the Rocket Dog Rescue alumni who had already entered that dimension. Bink was a good boy who died in the arms of someone who loved him will mourn him and will never, ever, forget him. Thanks to all of you, on behalf of my Bink, for your work and your support. Max Green Vallejo Calif.