Today we had to put Tippy down. It is a horrible thing to have to do. He had cancer and it just seemed to take over his body in the last month. Tippy was with us for a full 9 years. Anyone that has been at our house or even talked to me on the phone has had an encounter with Tippy. When we first saw him at the pound he was quiet and very calm. That was the last day he was like that because as soon as we brought him home he went non-stop 24/7 and had to be in everyone's business all of the time. Tippy's favorite things to do were bark, hump Luke, make crotchless panties, claw humans so he could get pet, eat poop, go for a walk or car ride, eat the babies scraps, climb on the table, catch animals in our back yard and more recently eat his paws or honey baked ham. We will always have our memories with Tippy including the time he ate 2 of my good suits, the time he ate a half a bottle of Tums, and the time he ate a half a bag of mini snickers including wrappers and survived. At our old house our neighbor told us he had found a way out of our fenced in yard and would frequently venture out, but would always come home. We are going to miss him in our home.