Rather than the "right in the feels" type of post, I wanted to say something that celebrates what an awesome dog Laibach was (even among schnauzers).

Simply put, I have never known a dog with such a highly developed personality as he had. As can be typical of his breed, I'm pretty sure he though he was people.

True, he suffered a bit from a case of little-man syndrome, but deep down, he was a sweetheart.

And today is the first day where I walk in my house and don't hear his paws scampering towards the door to greet me (OK, so maybe just a little bit "in the feels"). But again, I don't want any more tears. Those of you who visit this subreddit know what a special kind of breed schnauzers are. So in Laibach's memory, tonight give your little guy/girl an extra scratch behind the ears, an extra long belly rub, and perhaps just a little bite of something off of you plate (gasp!).

Or else you risk getting the schnauzer look of disapproval.