Saturday, May 21, 2011

A Sad Farewell

My old boy...  What can I say...  He was 14 1/2 years old.  His hips were going and he would get stuck on the floor in a spread eagle position, unable to get up.  I had him from the time he was 8 weeks old and I will miss him terribly...

He was a joy and a pain to have. As with all dogs, he gave unconditional love to his "family" and was very protective. He did not like men, and to his last day, did not like my next door neighbors.  Any time they were outside, he would charge them and bark.  Luckily, there was a fence between them.   His coat stayed thick and fluffy which meant that there was always hair everywhere, especially in the spring and fall. I will probably be finding "puppies" all over the house for the next few months.  That was the "pain" side of life with him. 

His buddy, Tooey, my greyhound, is moping around the house.  I guess he is wondering where he is as well.  I'm sure it will hit hard tomorrow when I get up and not have two cold, wet noses and two sets of stinky breath in my face.

1 comment:

  1. What a great picture! Add one of those to your hallway collection and you can smile at him everyday!

    I know you will miss him terribly but remember what his condition was and think that if maybe he had a voice he would have expressed his discomfort. Poor thing, he lived a long, long, active life. And maybe right now he's reuniting with Chrissy, Nilly, Ceecee, Chocolate, Shadow and all those that have passed on.