BANDIT - December 26, 1984 - August 29, 1998
Dale brought a small puppy home, craddled in his arm. He had a small black "mask" that made him look like a racoon. The name Bandit seemed to fit like a glove. One thing he could not stand was a closed door. He didn't want to come in, he just wanted the door open. He became part of our family over the years. He would always greet us at the door and wait patiently for his treat. He would bring the newspaper in each morning. He followed us everywhere; especially to the kitchen! Many days you could find Dale and Bandit sharing a steak and then a nap afterwards. Bandit, you were the best dog! We had a lot of adventures, the 3 of us. You left us with many good memories! Wait for us, Bandit, we will join you soon at the Rainbow Bridge!
