We brought Frasier into our home in 1995, when Logan was not yet 11 months old.  He was so tiny and cute and we took him with us everywhere!  As he grew, we continued to involve him in every part of our lives.  When Frasier was a year old we took him on a car trip to Southern California.  We visited Uncle Don and Aunt Bette Lou.  We also went to Disneyland, where Frasier went to the Doggie Day Care while we enjoyed the park.  When we returned to pick him up at the end of the day, he was bathed, groomed and had bows in his hair  (okay, so that was kind of humiliating for a boy). But he was a good sport.



Frasier continued to be an important part of our family for over 14 years.  He was the "Top Dog", "Old Man", "The FrasMan" and the "Best Boy."  He hung in there and continued on for almost a year after his cancer diagnosis. In the end, we knew it was time and that he was done with the big fight.  He went to sleep peacefully on Aug. 1st in his bed, with Jim, Karen and Logan at his side.  He lived a good, long life, with his human and dog family.