His name was Augustus W., but I called him "Auggie-doggie." He was my sister's dog for the last ten years. Because no one else in the family owned a pet, I considered him the family dog; he just happened to live in New Jersey.
Unfortunately, sweet gentle Auggie had to be put down last Tuesday because of rapidly growing cancer. Although I only got to see him but once or twice a year, I always looked forward to those visits.