Even though I knew it had to be soon, I can't stop crying. Dear Sunny.
He was famous, although he didn't know it. This appeared in The National Post Newspaper, about seven years ago:
WRITING FUNNY WITH FRANKENPOODLE
By Melodie Campbell
If Dr. Frankenstein were creating a dog, this is what he might end up with. Standing 30 inches at the shoulder, Frankenpoodle is a giraffe in a dog suit.
I got my start writing comedy. Frankenpoodle got his start as the klutzy giant of the litter. No breeding for him. Instead, he became a canine muse. Together, we have slogged through seventeen novels; me at the keyboard, him on the worn brown chaise beside me. Both of us snarfing snacks and looking forward to walk time.
Damn straight, this dog inspires me. Toker, the big black poodle-cross with the Mohawk hairdo in The Goddaughter’s Revenge, steals the show.
The dog that stole my heart: