What a wild week it has been!
I will have to write about it a little at a time!
But first...we had to say good-bye to our Wonder Dog...
Boss.
During the past year we began to notice that he was unable to
do the things that he loved so much.
He couldn't jump
into the back of the truck to go for a ride to the farms.
The Farmer figured out a
way to back his truck into a
shallow ditch in front of our home, so that Boss could
easily walk
into the truck. It made him really happy to
take a trip to the farms. He was my walking companion
for
years. Each morning I would walk to the river and back...
for a little exercise...
he would be by my side. The other
two dogs would run, play and explore, but Boss
would stay
close to me, usually hitting my hand with his nose a few
times
during the walk, to let me know he was looking out
for me.
He was the constant companion of The Darlings as they grew up.
Where ever they went...he want to go too. When The Aggie Boy
was riding his horses..
.Boss was there too. He loved
The Darlings so much...and they loved him too!
The Farmer was
out of town for a couple of days this past week...he was
working in Chicago.
I had noticed that Boss was unusually quiet
and wasn't too anxious to move around.
After work one afternoon
I sat in the grass with him and held his head on my lap and
told
him how much we loved him. I told him that we couldn't have
raised those Darlings of ours without him.
I thanked him for
keeping us safe and protecting our home. I cried a lot.
After loving him for a little while, I brought his food and
water and placed it close by,
so he wouldn't have to walk far
to get it, and then I went to bed. I told The Rooster that Boss
was in pretty
bad shape. He too spent a little time with Boss
petting him and loving him.
The next morning as The Rooster left for school, Boss seemed a
little better.
I left for work and hoped for the best. When I
arrived home in the late afternoon, our gardener,
Augustine,
quickly came to me to tell me that Boss was unresponsive.
We went to the garage
where Boss was laying down, and Augustine
kneeled down close to Boss and said
"Boss...Boss...tell me
something...tell me anything..." Just then The Rooster came
home from
school and I headed into the house and burst into tears.
The Rooster and Augustine carefully carried
Boss to the truck
and quickly drove him to our Vet.
Within a couple of hours they called to tell us he had died.
The Rooster knew I was an emotional mess, so as hard as it was
for him, he went to the Vet.,
picked Boss up, came to the house
and picked me up and drove us to the Solecito to bury him in
our pet
graveyard. He and our dear gardener dug the grave and
carefully buried our Boss.
When they were done, Augustine stood
at Boss's grave and said..
."oh how we love our pets...they are
our family." He loved Boss as much as we did.
Telling the Darlings was so hard. They loved him sooo much!
I am grateful for the Wonder Dog of our...he was a blessing
to our family.
He made life a little bit sweeter.
He will never be forgotten!!
