1993 - 2011
Our rat terrier is named Mylo. When she was young enough to want to play, we would get her excited by patting the floor and saying "Go Mylo!"... hence the company name. She'd run laps around the living room for quite some time and play-snarl at us - never with intent of attacking though. She was our "kid" before we had kids.
As she got older, her willing, playful spirit was still there but her body was in decline. After 18 years, sadly, she breathed her last breath. Thank you Mylo for the fun, the companionship, and for the love. You will not be forgotten.
Rest in peace "sweet girl".