Ralph spent the rest of his life in their home, full of love and attention. “He was just a joy,” she said. But as he did in Gander, Ralph had a way of getting into trouble. “He ended up in the emergency room probably two or three times in his life,” Linda said, recalling one time when Ralph ate an entire box of Belgian chocolates and needed to have his stomach pumped. “But that’s the kind of dog he was—he was just full of the devil. Adorable with those flying ears but full of the devil. I miss him terribly.” Ralph passed away on October 15, 2014. He was thirteen years old.
