Preston is on the left.
Bo is to the right.
To you, they probable look identical, but they are a few years apart and are not related. We have a gizillion photos of these two, but they always have a cat or two around them. Trying to get them to pose, without one of those dastardly cats stealing the show, proved to be difficult.
Sheree' found Bo wandering the streets, while she was delivering the Fresno Bee, in 1994, at some ungodly hour of the morning. He was a lost, 8-week old puppy. I posted flyers around the neighborhood, trying to locate the owner of this purebred cutie. Nobody claimed him. Not one call, which was fortunate for us. Our first pet.
I found Preston at ARF, a no-kill shelter, here in Fresno. My friends and I went there to make a holiday donation and I made the mistake of taking a peek at the pooches. Pres was an absoulte mess. None of the visitors were paying attention to him; due to his advanced stage of mange, he had no fur on his leg and chest. His social skills were atrocious; he growled at everyone, pooped on any flat area and would bite his own leg. He was the dog for us.
These two are our pride'n joy. When Sheree' and James moved out, Bo and Pres filled our time and attention. The dogs would go with us to Yosemite, Pet Smart is always a favorite, rides in the RV, walks....most everywhere. They wore matching holiday collars and t-shirts. Everynight, Jimmy would lay on the floor, play ball and wrestling with them.
Pres died suddenly in Decemeber 2006. We were saddened, beyond my imagination. Bo was in mourning for almost 6 weeks and he is still, not the same without his buddy. Pres has a nice plot in our yard with a beautiful stone marker. Unfortunately, we know that Bo will be alongside him soon.