A very scary event happened yesterday, leading to a decision to have my dear friend and companion put down. Fortunately no one was seriously injured. The trip to the vet was excruciating, but I knew this was an instance where there was no right way to do the wrong thing.
Now, my mind is spinning and trying to explain the unexplainable. How does such a sweet and lovable dog snap? It's a question we'll never answer. Instead, we'll remember the laughs and the memories and the hundreds of miles we hiked together and the holes in our hearts will heal. For now, the shotgun will stay in the gun cabinet. It would be an empty endeavor to hunt birds without my dog.
So long friend, I miss you. I hope chukar season is year round in Heaven.
Thank you for letting us share our times afield.
Now, my mind is spinning and trying to explain the unexplainable. How does such a sweet and lovable dog snap? It's a question we'll never answer. Instead, we'll remember the laughs and the memories and the hundreds of miles we hiked together and the holes in our hearts will heal. For now, the shotgun will stay in the gun cabinet. It would be an empty endeavor to hunt birds without my dog.
So long friend, I miss you. I hope chukar season is year round in Heaven.
Thank you for letting us share our times afield.
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