Frank was the first dog my husband Sam and I got together right after moving to Colorado, and he was my first dog ever. We’d take him hiking, camping, and he moved back to Iowa with us a few years ago into the first house we bought together. He received more compliments on his good looks than any dog I’ve ever known, but he never let it go to his head. We’ll miss throwing tennis balls for him in the front yard and taking him for walks every day. He was there for a lot of firsts for us, and he was the 3rd member to our little family. We love and miss you, Frank.
