Zorak was and always will be my angel who loved life, play, swimming, people, love, gravy, and especially garbage! Zorak will always be remembered as a dog who never gave up and never let life get him down. No matter how sick he was he never failed to greet anyone properly with a smile, a tail wag, and a playful grumble. He will be desperately missed for the rest of my days and I know that I will get to see him again. I love you, Zor (also known as the Mack).