Friday, April 28, 2006

Good Dog Gus

Easter Sunday we went to the lot early in the morning to check in on the dogs and show my Dad the progress on the house. When we got there and let the dogs out only Hunter came running. Sweet Gus was over 10 years old and his body was tired and years of seizures had taken their toll. We think he died stretched out in the grass with his brother Hunter by his side as the Easter sun rose. Super Son is only 4 and has now learned his first lesson in mortality. Gus was always the "higher maintenance" of the two dogs and without Hunter would have been miserable...his passing first was a gift in that sense. Hunter is doing well and enjoying the benefits that his mellow personality generates like sleeping in our room and playtime on the floor with the kids. We love and miss you Augustus Chatterbox ...

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