They say that dogs are a man’s best friend. If that’s true, then losing one is the equivalent to losing one’s soulmate. It was twelve years ago tomorrow that we brought home a puppy from a National Turkey Federation event. Today we put him down. Thor was a yellow lab that we won at the banquet’s fundraising auction. In hindsight, he may have been acquired due to a few extra cocktails that helped spur our bidding…although it is hard to resist a roly poly ball of yellow fur regardless of one’s sobriety.Ironically, despite acquiring Thor at an event that promoted hunting, Thor was afraid of guns. And fire. And stair steps. In fact, he was a big scaredy cat. However what he lacked in courage, Thor made up for in loyalty. He was a gentle giant whose soul purpose in life was to make our family happy. And his faithfulness…