I hear the big waves of my brother’s huge heart. They’re pounding the shoreline of my soul over 2000 miles apart. We must be brothers, we must be blood, to hear the grief of someone else we love.

Savoring 9 years together through thick and thin my brother’s canine friend is near his end. “TANK” still wags his tail even though he’s in severe pain. His symptoms show a lack of strength, but he still considers his master first. “TANK” can still look at Kirk with those beautiful eyes and he knows his ways, he knows his voice, he even knows Kirk is hurting inside. But even though the pain is intense, the memories of life with TANK will never go away. The joy the laughter and especially the play.. and even the times of inconvenience will always be precious in their hearts. praise God for all the life TANK has given Kirk & Sharon. Tank will be treated like a king until his last day.

I hear the strong waves of my brothers heart, savoring every moment & every last expression of Tank.

Love Brad