Nuttree's Blazer - "Molson" Born March 30, 2002 - July, 2013 Ch. Harley D. Hardt's Traveling Man x Ch. Nuttree's Shamrock Shares his home with John and Maureen in Aldie, Virginia

 

   

Molson and his new best friend
	Being a good dog!!
Molson came to visit us at a show	Trick dog!!!!
	Nooooo dogs don't go to proms...even when they want to!!
	Hanging out with family and friends
Happy dog!!	Now this is how every dog should spend their day!
	Happy days.....Molson's got a friend!!
This is a great christmas photo!!!
	Molson's now got two friends!!! Phoebe and Winston!
	Molson, Phoebe and Winston doing some 'sploring!
	Absolutely the bed is big enough for all of us!
Mmmmmm...that'll put a smile on an old fella's face!!	Happy 9th Birthday Molson!
	Happy 11th Birthday Molson!
Mmmm, this will do wonders for a dog's sweet tooth!	Napping is very good for senior dogs!
Molson and friends checking out the new snow!

Molson lost his battle against the aging process July, 2013, at the ripe old age of 11 years and 4 months. Our hearts go out to his family for having to make the tough decision to let Molson cross the rainbow bridge with all the dignity that he had lived his life with. Our deepest thanks to Maureen and John for providing Molson with such a long and happy life. Rest In Peace sweet boy....     The sun rising slowly in the east,   Bringing with it the sound of bells,   One of which caused my ears to perk,   I run to the hill I was told to wait on,   And I sit there waiting,   Patiently,   Anxiously,   My friends sit behind me,   Telling me to sop worrying,   You'll be here soon,   I know the bells don't lie,   But I can't help but worry,   All around me is natures beauty,   A beauty I  have wanted to share with you,   And today I will be able to.   I see out of the corner of my eye, a figure,   I turn to look at it,   As it gets closer I can see that it is you,   The one I have been waiting for,   I run as fast as my legs can carry me,   The bridge is close before you now,   Coming closer as you run towards me,   In the center of the path we meet,   My tail wagging so hard that it hurts,   Together we will cross the bridge into Paradise,   Welcome Home,   To me,   Your friend, your companion,   Your Pet.     Click here to see Molson's 3-generation picture pedigree