A Sad Day at the Martin House

Truman passed away today. He has been sick lately and then quit eating and was mostly just lying around. He fell asleep in the garage and didn't wake up. We got him when he was 8 weeks old and Rylee was 18 months old, he would have been 13 next month. He has been a part of our family for so long, the kids don't remember life without him, so it is going to be rough around here. He was Mike's sidekick, he was always close by when Mike was working in his garage. He has been our protector, sometimes too much so, barking at things that aren't really a threat. He had a nice loud, deep bark that usually scared people, but he was so sweet and timid he wouldn't hurt anyone. Mike's dad use to call him his black grandchild. I was trying to find a picture of the 2 of them together, but too many picture to look through with no success. The kids were saying that Truman is probably playing with Grandpa tonight, I sure hope so! We love you Truman and will miss you a ton!

Here he is on Christmas morning one year, he always got a big bone
from Santa. It didn't matter how big the bone was, he would have
chewed it all up within a couple days.

Here he is with Cole on a walk. The kids loved taking him on walks,
they would fight over who got to hold the leash. He was so strong we had
to be real careful or he would drag the kids away.

Here he is with Jenna, he was fascinated with babies, but especially Jenna. I have so many pictures of him following behind her while she crawled around or licking her face after she ate. Jenna loves doggy kisses and always has. She would let Truman (and Moe)
lick her face all the time. Just yesterday she came in from seeing Truman and had to wash the dog hair and slobber off her face.