Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras
We lost a dear family friend this week. He passed way too early, barely out of adolescence. For the last few months he had faced an illness which only seemed to get worse. Finally, the time came when we had to say goodbye.
Like those we love and lose, I will remember the good times most of all. As a youngster, he swam in our pool and chewed sticks in the front yard of my Alabama home when he visited. He flunked obedience training, but he was smart. He learned to go the door, indicating a need to attend to business best completed outside if you know what I mean. Then, he would pull the trick of stealing my spot on the most comfy chair before I could close the door.
His human mom and dad are sad and so I am.
5 comments:
My deepest sympathy to all who loved Monty.
Monte. PS What a cute spaniel.
Oh, Sheila! I remember so well the antics of your granddog. He was beautiful and funny and he will continue to be so in your memories.
This is a blow to you all. But when I think of your family, I think of courage and strength. I know you will get through this, as you do, but please know my thoughts and prayers are with you all.
Thanks Diane and Marion,
Monte may have had genetics against him from the get-go. His mom had been rescued from hurricane Katrina's aftermath. She got pregnant before a year old and one of Monte's sibs had a fatal heart defect. But when you see a cute little puppy, you tend to think with your heart.
That's so sad Sheila. I always enjoyed reading about Monte on your blog. My thoughts are with you and your family at this sad time.
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