Those of you know know Haze may or may not know by now that we had to get rid of him. He was originally my brother’s dog, Brought home somewhat as a joke (Surprise mom, we have a dog) but has really become a part of the family. We had to get rid of him because he was getting to be very dangerous. If he didn’t already absolutely love you, you couldn’t enter our house without him growling, or barking. He really was a smart dog, though stubborn and way-too overprotective over my brother mostly, but also me and my parents. As I said. Way-too overprotective, to the point we had to bring him to a shelter because of his attitude. By this time, he has been put to rest and only tonight when my brother sent me a video clip of haze doing some tricks that we both taught him, did I realize just how much I miss him.