Aka: Mr. Barnes
September 2010 – December 16, 2023
Let me tell you about my boy Raz. He was approximately 4 months old when I first saw him standing in the middle of the road. I told him to get out of the road before he got hurt. The following Sunday my husband and I were having a cup of coffee on the front porch before we went to church. Steve looked over and said, “there’s that dog”. He was sitting at the front of our property. Steve told me not to feed him, and reluctantly, I agreed. But only a few minutes later, Steve gave in and told me that if I had something to give him, I should go ahead and feed him, because he was starving. I got up and gave him some food and water. We left and went to church, and when we came home, Raz was lying on the front porch. He became my sweet boy that Sunday. When my husband passed away, Raz became “the man of the house”. That’s what I would tell him every day as I left for work. “You are the man of house, so take care of your two sisters.” Every day when I came home, he would greet me. He was so loving and kind and most of all grateful. It was easy to see that he loved me, Paw Paws and Lily Mae, and of course we loved him too. When he started getting sick, I did everything I could to help him. But after two years of seeing him in so much pain, we both knew it was time. It was breaking my heart to see him like that. I asked his vet to come to my house, and Raz seemed to know that his pain would soon end. He was looking into my eyes when he passed. My sweet, loving boy will forever be terribly missed. I will always cherish the 13 years we had together. His Uncle Jimmy nicknamed him Mr. Barnes. My buddy, my heart, and my love.