One of the sweetest stud dogs ever.
I remember the trip for one Lynn to take Isaac to Marilyn, and the other Lynn taking him from Marilyn to me -- he pooped both times
The LS got too bad -- different and numerous treatments didn't work anymore. He had the heart of a warrior and tried up to the end. He really didn't want to go which makes it harder than it normally is.
He survived a nerve sheath tumor removed last year (or the year before? I lose track of time), being shot at some point perhaps at the farm, a hock repaired, a shoe boil, corns -- like I said, he had lots of heart.
He hated the camera so I don't have lots of pictures.
I'm going to miss the old man