Decision, Decision
Today we said goodbye to Daisy, our 12 year old Lab. She was a cancer survivor, but slowly developed an arthritic condition which was causing increasing pain and lack of mobility, so we had to do what was right for her, not us. Her tail never stopped wagging right up to the end.
Picked her up as a 10 week old puppy at Detroit Metro Airport after a flight from Britain. She was easily trained, and had over 200 retrieves on ducks, geese, grouse and pheasants. She took me to nice places.
Is another one in our future - no, unfortunately. At 80, I'm not able to start training a new pup
The decision - Do I keep her picture as my avatar? You're darned right.
I look forward to reuniting with her, Tartan, Curry and Abby when I cross the Rainbow Bridge
If there are any mistakes in this note, it's because my sight is a bit off right now
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"Striving to become the man my dog thinks I am"
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