A friend paid for this tree. He knew how much Tank (our little, tuxedo wearing dog) meant to us. So, he gave us a few hundred bucks and told us to plant a tree for Tank. We did. Tank would sit at his post and guard the side yard while getting some afternoon sun too. Now I do the same. No guarding for me. Just gratitude for my little, furry, friend and one of my few friends who takes care of me. Thanks, friend.
Live hard. Love harder…
BUILT TO LEAD 