Thus come sorrows

Not two weeks after the Mighty Moe passed, Chico decided to follow.  He went on his own terms, much as he lived his life.

I don't currently have a photo, but in the end, he grew to love Moe, latching onto his in a bond of friendship that surprised us all.

He briefly took the kids out at the arena, maintaining serious giddy-up and go into his advanced age.

Happy Trails, Chico-san