Our dear friend Bullit

Earlier this week, Bullit went in for surgery to remove his left eye that no longer worked. He made it through surgery, but didn't make it through recovery. We woke up early on Wednesday morning to find out that he died during the night. We were surprised and so, so saddened. He had been our family dog since before the kids were born and before Jason & I were "The Terreris." He was going to be 10 years old in just a few months. Bullit was a regular, albeit sometimes cranky, fixture in our lives. He was comical, sweet, noisy, stinky, quirky, and grumpy. We just can't believe that he will no longer be asleep in his bed in our room at night or greeting us at the door or howling in the back yard. Bullit will be so missed.