I always called him Gizzard, and I think it bothered him a bit, and I wish he was still around for me to tell him I didn't mean anything by it. Gizmo was my cousin and I miss him.
Shown here is a photo of Gizmo playing with a cat tunnel at my Grandma Marie's house. He could barely fit his head inside. What a silly Gizmo!
Gizmo was diagnosed with a lymphoma, and crossed the rainbow bridge to doggie heaven last week. We will all miss him terribly, especially Laura, who was Gizmo's constant companion.
