|Young Ernie helps little Wes with chickens|
at the old farm we rented from 1999-2001
|Ernie leads the way at Turkey Run State Park|
and was always there to greet us at home.
He made many friends, including my friend Heather who doesn't usually like dogs. He tried to protect us from the UPS man every time his brown truck rolled our way and even barked at the pizza delivery girl the day before he died.
He was part of our family in every way.