The Dude quit drinking on Monday night. Last night, when I got home from work I found him, collapsed in the hallway. I picked him up and we sat on the porch and listened to the crickets. Eventually, he wanted me to put him down so I put him on his usual porch chair and I told him goodnight.
I found him there this morning. I'm going to bury him in a useless patch by the garage and plant catnip there. He was a big fan.