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Goodbye, Friend

Tuffy came into our lives 12 years ago. We brought him home when our daughter, Bryna, was 9 years old. He was full of life—as Jack Russells are.

As many Crescent Spur guests will attest, he had his share of eccentricities; nevertheless, he managed to worm his way into our hearts. He and Mark were inseparable, and he really owned the lodge.

We lost Tuffy last week, to cancer. We’re really going to miss him.