More: Sadly, Whiskey is no longer with us; he passed away in April due to liver failure. But if there was ever a dog that embodied the spirit of adventure and a profound love of the great outdoors, it was Whiskey. We never hit a trail without at least one fellow hiker commenting on his enthusiasm, infectious joy, and/or crazy eyebrows! Whiskey being picked would be such an unbelievable honor to his memory and meaningful celebration of what he loved most—spending time exploring the outdoors with his humans.