They look like they were nice dogs.
Sorry for your loss Dave.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being;
by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile;
by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.)
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever—in case I need him. And I expect I will—as I always have. He is just my dog.
-Gene Hill
Sorry for your loss Dave.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being;
by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile;
by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.)
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me... whenever... whereverin case I need him. And I expect I willas I always have. He is just my dog.
-Gene Hill
Thanks....... For the tears....
Was out working in the yard today cleaning up things. Opened up the garage door to let it air out.
Opened up the RV to air it out.
Spotted Fremiet's traveling "nest" in the floorboard of the passenger seat
I had to pick it up before SWMBO saw it and broke down again....
We went all around the US many times (coast to coast, Canada to Mexico) with her in the 14 years she was with us.
Not sure I can go anywhere again
Sorry for your loss