|THERE is sorrow enough in the natural way|
|From men and women to fill our day;|
|And when we are certain of sorrow in store,|
|Why do we always arrange for more?|
|Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware||5|
|Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.|
Suffice to say Peter was a very powerful dog, attracting to him all manner of people where ever he went. On Saturday evening 8/16/2014 Peter was euthanized. He had been failing for a couple of days, plagued by fainting episodes and a weak heart. There is nothing as dreadful as those three small words you whisper to either yourself or to those near you. "It is time." Once uttered, they are irrevocable. And so it was after 19 years of companionship I sent Peter on his way to the bridge. He'll have a lot of friends there waiting. Good friends, friends also missed. Those who follow this blog have seen Peter as a stately greyed gentleman, but he was an exuberant young dog when I first met him, about 9 months old. Tall, dark and handsome and always happy. So, since words are utterly failing me, I will share a few favorite pics from our many days together.
|Both of these are our first months together|
|One of the pack. L to R: Fat Sam, Miss Bea , Dennett, Sammie-bug, Peter|
|A group of black blobs, but I'm sure you can pick Peter out. And Charlotte makes her first appearance too!|
|Me and my shadow and Miss Bea|
|Scoping out the property pre house. Peter LOVED to camp and we loved having him. He was a great traveling companion.|
|Parting shots and last looks. I love you too Peter.|
For those whose hearts have also been torn or are susceptible, here is a full version of Rudyard Kipling's poem. Have a read, hug your companions, because no matter how long they are with you, it is never long enough.