This is Chance
He passed away yesterday. He was hit by a van in front of us. Flew into the air and landed in a ditch.
I've got to bury him today after work. This is hard for several reasons. But the one that sticks out in my mind the most is that he was the last piece of my old life. Before the fire. We ushered his great big heiney into the van and carted him off to where we were staying. Man, that dog could ride.
We love you, you big damn doofy dog. Go chase rabbits in Heaven.
Rest in Peace. 5-1-2007
