We said goodbye to our sweet Cajun this morning. She was 17 years old and my best bud for a large part of my life. Before Stan came along, Cajun and I hiked all over Prentiss Cooper and Rainbow Falls together. Later, Stan and I were able to give her the experience of living in a log cabin by a creek (which she loved to swim in) - there was tons of room to run and not a fence in sight. She had so many good friends over the years and never forgot anybody (despite being a blond!). We had a wonderful and sometimes tough life together. Through it all I was so lucky to have her by my side. Towards the end, she was very old for a very long time, but she was always my inspiration. I'm going to miss my noobie.