That's our family dog Simba. He got hit by a car back in May 2008. My son and I miss him a lot.
It was amazing how he can escape from our backyard, the house... Simba was the epitome of the phrases "if there's a will there's a way" and "die trying". He was a chubby dog but was so flexible that he can escape from tight corners and low gates.
I think about Simba a lot and nowadays I smile when I remember him. My life is not perfect, I have my tight corners and small spaces that sometimes I dont know how I will fit into it or how I will escape from it but with a little humor, lots of prayers and positive thinking somehow they work out.
Cheer up and smile, this way you will find peace around you.
