Biscuit was a fierce little dog. He had attitude! He always wanted to be the one in charge. He loved food. You never wanted to leave anything uneaten within his reach or he would snatch it up in seconds. I remember when the grandkids were babies, Biscuit would steal their pacifiers! He was such a character. He wasn’t very affectionate & he didn’t like to be picked up. But he knew when I wasn’t feeling well & he would curl up next to me & comfort me. He was a good companion to my other dog Bailey. As independent as he was, he always respected Bailey as top dog. Biscuit was a good dog & I miss him dearly. Rest in peace my friend. I hope you found Bailey when you crossed the Rainbow Bridge! 💕🐾
Biscuit
