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Our beloved Rex, the world’s most wonderful dog, passed away the evening of Thursday, May 24 2005. His death was sudden and surprising. One week earlier he’d passed his yearly exam, shots and all, with flying colors. Sunday, camping with us in Floyd, VA for our second anniversary, he came along for an eight mile hike. It was his first camping trip, and he learned to sleep in the tent (and on the air mattress). Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday he was his happy self. He fell ill Thursday morning. His vet checked him out, did a bacteria test finding nothing, and understandably, as he’d only been looking ill a few hours, assumed he’d eaten something that didn’t agree with him. Rex passed away quietly in his sleep over night.