Found out that little dog Elvis whose adoption story was so wild passed away right around when Covid hit the US. He was getting old. He had a back injury five or six years ago and it just became too much for him. Lot of mobility issues from what I understand and was starting to be in pain.

I kind of suspected he wasn’t with us anymore, given the years. Glad he had so many in a loving home. His journey to Gabe and myself was a strange one, documented elsewhere in this blog.

I’ll always remember him.