My Alomar 1994 - 2003

I realized that I've talked about my boy quite a bit, but I've never posted any photos of him.
He was the best dog in the world and an impossible brat, at the same time. My best friend and my guardian, who gave everything he had and was taken way too soon. I can't express how much I still miss him. I don't know if he was that once-in-a-lifetime, 'soul mate' yet, but I think there's a good chance he was. We were meant for each other, I know that. He chose me, as we were supposed to be meeting with the breeder to see a long-haired little boy. I was trying to check him out and play with him, and this other little brat kept biting my ankle, demanding my attention. When all the other little pups went off to play together and he stayed by me, it became clear to me what was going on and I asked if he'd been spoken for. He hadn't been. The rest, as they say, is history. I know he was meant for me. I'm convinced that, had he gone to someone else, he would have ended up in a shelter (or worse) given his temperament. To me, he was just my big baby.