A faithful friend and companion for each busy day of customers, design jobs, big boxes coming in and out of the door. Each morning we could tell him good morning and each evening we would say you were a good boy! (Except when he would try to chase the UPS man) He was a greeter to customers, a beggar for french fries and loved all of us faithfully. I know within my heart he was greeted by a few people in heaven. Goodbye Stumpy all dogs go to heaven...
