There’s not much I could really say about today that hasn’t already been said by my mom. Tasman passed today, and he was truly the best dog I’ve ever known.

She summed it up best:

Someone who came by the farm one day said that there were seven great dogs alive at one time in the world. He told me that he thought my dog was one of them. I had to agree.

Goodbye Tasman. You were the greatest.