I had to put my dog Gibby down on January 11, 2006. He
had a great life. Among his accomplishments and proudest
moments:
- Visiting 17 different states
- Climbing a fourteener (14,000-foot peak)
- Herding cattle on the open range in Arizona
- Eating two extra-large pizzas in one sitting while I
slept on the couch
- Raising a pup Maggie in his image
- Hiking and walking literally thousands of miles with me
- Empathizing and sympathizing with me
- Protecting me with his ferocious bark (he once
barked at a mountain lion)
- Successfully hunting a squirrel – a lifetime goal
Gibby wasn’t always a “good” dog, but he was a great dog
and my best friend for the past decade. I’m sad to see him
go.
Peace and love,
EP
