I've said many times, he's as close as I'll ever get to Lassie. I imagine a dog like that only comes around once in a person's lifetime. I figure I was blessed with whatever time I had with him and that God decided he needed a good right hand man too and who better than Oz.
I'm not sure what I miss most about him. Him talking to me or him whacking me in the back of the head with his paw, because I wasn't listening to him. :-) We had our share of "Timmy in the well" moments and he had to resort to whacking me more than once. Thank goodness he was as persistent as he was smart.
I love ya always, Oz. Everyday with you was a great day.