Wilbur The Dog, "Wilbs", best of friends, best of dogs, loved beyond measure. I adopted him on January 17, 2017. Regal, loud, protective, loving, and energetic. He and I walked 19,072 recorded miles together in the best and worst weather. Wilbur The Dog collapsed and perished on the frozen ground on a walk. He had weathered cancer surgeries for skin and spleen. His heart simply gave out.

For as long as I live, he will walk with me.
Jacob A Goldberg