What can I say about Chester. He was my first dog and absolutely perfect in every way. Not right away, but he brought to light my talents and led me down this crazy path of dog rescue. Chester was my first dog, my soul mate, my best friend. We were rarely apart, whether in the car, airplane, or traveling. He taught me about unconditional love and responsibility when he was young. When he was older, he introduced me to the physical, mental & emotional needs of an older dog. I learned quickly that this was a passion and a strength in my life. I learned, and then a learned more, challenging my poor vets all the way. I was looking for the best way to care for my aging dog and keep him going as long as possible. I learned about laser therapy, chiropractic, acupuncture, raw feeding, essential oils, massage and much more. We built a heated "therapy pool" as Chester aged and moved to Prescott because he felt better at a higher elevation. He taught me more than I could have ever imagined and started me on this journey of senior dog rescue. Chester's body finally quit and his time came to leave that broken body. I always say that either their mind goes or their body. His was his body - his horribly deteriorated spine. We laid him to rest in the best possible way, surrounded by the people that loved him most. He was my first loss and I think I cried for three days straight. I wanted to sleep outside next to his grave to be close, but didn't. I buried him close to the house where I could see him from every window. What a BIG loss but what a legacy he left, of which I didn't even know at the time. The legacy of Dogtree Pines!