ode to Ulysses

I just learned that a canine friend of mine has passed on. Ulysses was an awesome and obedient dog who was good at catching flying popcorn kernals mid-air and understood the value of Prada. He was gentle and patient with me upon learning that I'm not exactly a dog person and kinda afraid of dogs. He liked to watch "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" and I think he even knew some of the answers. He only slobbered on my backpack twice (but it came off). So I raise my glass to the recently departed Ulysses -- may doggy afterlife be everything you could ever wish for and more!