It’s been a busy few weeks around here.  Somewhere in between packing, driving 11 hours to our new city, unpacking, and letting the dust settle at the new place, my wife and I found out our dog Cyrus has T cell lymphoma. Statistics say he doesn’t have much time.

We’re devastated. Cyrus has been such a huge part of our lives.

This isn’t going to be easy.

I looked through old pictures hoping it would help me feel better yesterday. And by doing so, I realized my dog has had more adventures than some people out there.

There were dozens of camping trips, sometimes in the rain:

There’s the time my wife talked us into driving around the entire Salton Sea:

We hung out at Joshua Tree National Park on that trip, too:

Cyrus will make a game out of anything. Here he is pulling small boulders from a cold Sierra lake:

We always enjoy quality time on the beach:

Hiking and backpacking with Cyrus is a blast. Here we are on a walk in Ouray, Colorado. The funny thing about this picture is that we saw a bear a minute later about 50 yards away. Cyrus didn’t even notice.

We’ve spent hours and hours wandering the woods together:

And battling all sorts of weather together:

We have so many great memories with this dog. He’s been by our side during the best and worst of times. Watching him having fun and being happy makes us happy. And if there’s one thing Cyrus knows how to do, it’s how to have fun and be happy. Life is an endless adventure with him.

You’ll always be my best friend, buddy: