A Peaceful Parting

     This post is late and will be short and sad.  Andy and I said "goodbye" to our sweet dog, Huck on Saturday.  I knew the time was close last Wednesday morning as my poor 13 year old baby could hardly move when I woke him up to go outside.  I really thought I was losing him on that day, but he was still with us Thursday morning, and on Friday morning, and on Saturday morning.
     It's so hard to determine when the time should be to have your fur baby put down.  I had decided that if he lingered til Saturday that I would call the company called "Peaceful Partings" recommended by my vet whom I had called on Wednesday to see what advice she had for me.  Huck had stopped eating and had drank very little so I knew it was kinder to have him put down.  I didn't want him to starve himself to death.
     So on Saturday afternoon a vet and vet tech from Peaceful Partings came to the house.  They were so sweet and wonderful, explaining every step and what was happening to Huck each time.  And soon his sweet spirit joined those of Rocky and Asha and all the other dogs I have lost over the years.  They took his body to have it cremated and Andy and I said a very tearful "goodbye" to our hunter extraordinaire!  Our brave and loyal and loving 100 pound husky/lab with the beautiful markings and the one mommy eye (blue) and the one daddy eye (brown).
     We had brought him home when he was only 5 weeks old so he truly was "my baby", even to the end.  And we will miss him terribly.
     And so, dear friends, I promise to write more next week, maybe I'll start telling you about our upcoming trip to Italy which we are so looking forward to.
     Until then, I bid you a fond "adieu" and "a bientot"!  Thank you for reading my blog and joining me on my journey.

Huck with CoCo

Huck the snow dog!