Week of 14 May. It is with a sad note that I write of the passing of our little vagabond, Rufus. A few months ago he arrived on our porch and was such a loveable pooch we could not but take him in with us. He was very friendly and always looking to play. He had one bad tendency and that was to run in front of cars without even looking around. Ultimately, this would be his undoing. We miss him already and wished he could've learned one simple rule. Being a country dog he lived free and, at the least, died free. God speed Rufus.