Well two weeks ago I put down a good friend and longtime hunting partner of mine. Maggie wasnt the worlds greatest dog, i trained her myself and could read her like a book, but she was mine and she knew what she loved, and that was hunting. Im in my last year of college and the previous four years i have brought her up to school for several months in the fall. Well Oct. 1 my mom called and said Maggie had been having serious problems breathing and that we should start talking about what we should do. She was 10 at this point and a big lab and I knew this day was coming but just not this soon. I lived at home this summer and worked hard to keep her in the best of shape as possible. I knew we werent going to be able to hunt as hard or as long as we once might have but i was perfectly fine with that.
Well a long story short we discussed many different options and elected to just go ahead this fall and put her down. She gets very bored during winters for one, and two my mom said on her daily walks there had been several instances where Maggie would just lie down and whimper, because she couldnt keep up. This was the tell tale sign to me that she wasnt doing so well because the 12 acres that our house is on is probably was her most favorite property to be on. She knew every smell and pheasant there was to be had.
The day we put her down was sunny and beautiful. I was able to take her out and shot 10 ducks. She made four retrieves and then she was tuckered out so that was fine. They were able to give her the shot in the back of my truck which was both very peaceful to her and me.
The memories that i have and so many others will never be forgotten. The memories and pictures will last a lifetime, so she will not be forgotten.
R.I.P Mags and we will be reunited some day. I firmly believe that she will have the pheasants pin pointed that day that we see each other again.
October 27, 2010 at 3:21 am
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