Yesterday, my friend Fisher left this world. Toby and I will really miss that dog.
Fisher lived with our Auntie Eileen, who takes care of us when Kate and Jim are away. As far as Eileen could tell, he was part Lab and part Weimaraner. She called him a Labaraner, and said he had the best qualities of both.
Most dogs aren’t big on sharing. Even I, Pinkie, don’t like to share. But when dogs came to Fisher’s house, he let them chew his bones and play with his toys, and he just looked the other way.
Eileen always said Fisher had a gait like a Tennessee Walking Horse. And he could run like the wind. He ran until the day before he died.
Eileen says he went fast, just like he did everything in his life. She buried him overlooking a creek with things he loved: tennis balls, a tomato, a strawberry and a marrow bone.
Farewell, Fisher! Wherever you are, I hope there’s an endless field and you’re out there, running.
Thanks Pinkie for your kind words. I couldnt have said it better if I said it myself! Im looking forward to seeing you and Toby later this week. You, Pinkie, get an extra cookie!
ReplyDeleteHey, Auntie. Hope you're doing okay. I guess you DID sort of say it yourself. Hope I still get that extra cookie, though. xoxox
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