River gave up the fight on Friday March 22nd. I took him for a walk and saw it in him. Cancer won. I couldn’t cure it. We tried everything and he fought with us for many long months but the fight is over. River is at peace. We let him go Saturday. I like to hope that Coco had it right and River has gone on to be our spirit guide and meet us on the other side. No matter what your belief on what happens at the end, it still hurts for those left behind so I thought I would start a memorial page. Starting with my man River. I love you River. I miss you River.