Gus was not perfect. The poor little guy — he had every, single genetic defect a Westie could have. He had allergies, he had Pulmonary Fibrosis, he was hyper-thyroid. The product of what was surely a puppy mill in Australia, he was a Valentine's Day gift to me from my Darling Husband and I was head over heels, madly in love with the little guy (a runt, surely!) from Day One. People melted when they say him, he was adorable, with lots of personality crammed in that wee cobby body. He was very brave and very loyal.
Never could I kayak without Petty Officer Gus Gusterson.
