Thursday, July 25, 2019
Dixie crosses the bridge
Yesterday Dixie joined Morris. She crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Charlie and I will miss the big lug something fierce.
I couldn't help myself yesterday other than to sit by her grave for a long time and watch the sun go down.
She was from champion blood lines for Raccoon Hunting and Bear Hunting. She never was a hunter. She was a lover. She'd fetch balls, hike, heel, sit, stay, and she behaved much like any gentle giant would. She never was growly or in a bad mood.
She was a great hiking pal who never tired and who was always by my side.
And she had the most amazing hound dog lips and ears.
Dixie. I am really going to miss you, but I hope you found Morris on the other side along with Badger and Cheyanne.
Wait for me.
Love...
me...
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8 comments:
I will miss reading about your exploits, Dixie. I loved your style from the get-go.
Rest in peace, dear Dixie! Please give a big hug from me to Pepper, Missy, Jake and Elwood, Sadie, Max and Abby, Bob Barker, Murphy, Bullet, Duke and Flash, Springer, and anyone else I may have missed. I loved you all.
So sad to hear about her. That big, floppy, slobbery, friendly, happy lapdog will be missed in our hearts.
I am so sorry.
So sorry, Valerie, it is so hard. But she is up in heaven running with Morris!
Ahhh so it seems that she will find so many wonderful friends to await us!
Thanks, I miss those goofy times when she tried to still believe that all of her 65 dainty pounds would fit on my lap. She helped ease the pains when Morris died.
I believe she is.
So very sorry, it is so hard when they leave us. Rest in Peace and run free Dixie!
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