Wednesday, June 04, 2008
I have to report a death in our family. Our old Black Lab, Cody, died yesterday morning. He was 12 years old. We went through our usual morning routine - he greeted each one of us as we exited the house and then ate up his breakfast. He laid down in his favorite cool spot in the garage while I went for a short ride on the horse. When I got back about a half hour later, he was gone. Just went to sleep and didn't wake up.
I'm glad it was a peaceful end for him. He had been getting arthritic in his back legs and hips so that getting up was slow and painful. I wasn't looking forward to the colder weather in the Fall and winter this year, a little worried we might have to make a hard decision for him. Even so, he was always ready to go walking with anyone, anytime of day, no matter how many times he'd already gone. He loved playing fetch with his favorite squeaky toy. And he had three padded dog bed blankets that he liked to lay on. He'd take one in his mouth and shake it up and down and then drag it to just the right spot in the yard or driveway where he wanted to nap that day.
I had to go to work at 3 PM, so Randy and Jack had burial detail when they got home in the late afternoon. They chose a nice shady spot in the woods behind our house, covered him with two of his blankets, buried his toy with him, and marked the place with a large stone.
Rest in peace, Cody. See you in Heaven!