Bob was a trooper when my new adventure began. His world turned completely 180° and he adapted pretty well.
I owned Bob's mom, Phoebe, who had a talent for escaping from the backyard and having encounters with the neighboring males. We kept her "sordid" past from him so as not to taint his memories of "Mom".
Thus...it is with a bit of sadness and fondness we bid adieu to our friend, Bob The Formerly Van Eating Dog, and hope that he is enjoying reuniting with mom and romping through the fields of gold.