I always liked this picture of Mac and the field of wild flowers along the Natchez Trace .
Mac always had a great love of food, and would watch closely during meal preparation with the hopes of a piece of food falling to the floor.
Mac also enjoyed riding in the Jeep, he never cared where we went as long as he got to tag along.
He also really liked the beach because he would get to chase the waves and the birds.
Of course there was always that walk in the woods with dad!
They say that time heals all wounds; loosing a pet is tougher than I thought it was going to be but it helps knowing that Mac had a great life and we enjoyed him while he was with us.