In his 17th year at least, little Morey’s body just couldn’t go any longer. With some heart disease increasing, liver disease showing up, the suspected bladder tumor, and that long long dachsie back, we don’t know quite what was the worst problem but he told us it was time. His ODH mom will so miss his bright face, great ears, cheery tail wag, and bouncy enjoyment of our games in the garage twice a day. A delightful dog who brought a smile to his mom’s face and was very much loved.