Patton was my sister’s dog, raised from a tiny puppy. When he was twelve, he was stolen and we finally recovered him, badly injured. It took a long time for him to heal and then he developed cancer. It was the most difficult yet generous decision, to let him go peacefully. My sister has never adopted another pet because she can’t go through the depth of loss again. You are always a part of our family and live in our hearts, Patton.