A couple of Christmases ago, I dragged my family out to see "Marley and Me". Somehow I hadn't heard about the part where the last half of the movie is spent watching the beloved Marley die. As we drove home after the show, a voice from the backseat said, "Thanks, Mom, for ruining my Christmas."
Saying goodbye to a beloved pet is just part of the deal of pet ownership, but is never easy. Alex DaBulls Hickok had a great run of 15 1/2 years. He was always rambunctous even in his advanced years. We gave up wondering when he was going to settle down sometime after his 12th year. It just wasn't going to happen. Last Saturday, he breathed his last. He was a good dog, even when he was bad. A wonderful and loyal companion who always had time for treats and chasing squirrels. Although I miss him so much, I am grateful that he was part of our family.
Here are a couple of photos of Al. The first was taken around New Years and shows Al sniffing around Lisa's snow dog. The second was taken 2 weeks ago.