1996 - 2005


Remi was our resident mouth.  After living in the house for 4 years you would think he would have remembered that my husband lived here too.  But no, every morning when he would come downstairs Remi would bark at him like he'd never seen him.  When DH would say "It's me you Dweeb" Remi's warning bark would change to a woo-woo happy bark.

Always up for an adventure, always ready to lend a hand cleaning younglings (be they canine, feline or feathered), the first to start a group howl and the last to end ... Remi was a great dog.  He may have had a bad body but he had a wonderful heart.