On 10/31/25 we lost our baby, Astro, formerly known as Picasso. We adopted him as a puppy in 2012. He was a chewing machine, and even put a hole in our wall. He even got along with our cats, although he did like to eat their food. We moved to Florida and he didn’t mind that at all. Always liked to be the center of attention. He definitely had his crazy moments and preferred women over men. He could catch a treat on the fly. If there was a tree blowing, doorbell ringing or a biker nearby he had to protect us. He had multiple health issues which contributed to our decision to let him go. The hardest decision we ever made, but we did not want him in constant pain. His nickname was Cujo. He was unconditional love. We’ll miss him beyond words and one day, if we’re lucky enough, to meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.