Sometime Saturday evening, my faithful Border Collie Tuxie (whose parents were our good dogs Tucker & Tessie) curled up in one of our window wells and, from all outward appearances, had a heart attack and without any struggle crossed the Great Divide to join up with all my great dog companions from years past (Buck, Valentine, Tuck, Tessie, Denise, etc.). I found her quite soon after it happened, and Dick was kind enough to bury her in our shelter belt next to Denise and Dot. God's greatest gift to mankind, dogs simply don't live long enough. She was just fixing to turn 13, I think. She came as a puppy with us to Haley Bench. I miss her dreadfully.
So sorry to hear! Atleast it seems to have been a peaceful passing!
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ReplyDeleteSorry about your doggy!
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