Yukon
This has been a sad day on Holland Hill. Someone said, "Big girls don't cry!!" Well, I am a big girl and I am going to cry. Wouldn't you cry if you lost a member of your family? I agree, this member had 4 legs instead of two and he looked quite a bit different from other members of our family, but he was a very important part of our family just the same. I miss him already. I was forever looking out different windows to see where he was and I will continue to do that from force of habit. Just seems that I should see that tail wagging and see him coming to me.
Yukon was a very special dog, though we never told him he was a dog. He had an over-sized heart and loved everyone, although he did have favorites. He was almost 14 years old and had not been in good health for a couple of years. He could not hear very well and probably did not see as well as he once did but he could still recognize faces and cars. He belonged to our # 1 granddaughter but when she moved into an apartment, she could not take him so he just became part of Holland Hill. Since we live out of city limits, he was free to roam, to hunt and to watch over this hill. One of his favorite things to do was to go walking with Granddad each morning. When he was no longer able to walk the distance, he still tried with every ounce of strength he had. It was very sad to see him take a few steps and have to stop when I knew how badly he wanted to go. When Merrel was working in the yard or the garden, Yukon would follow him and lie just as close as he could. He simply loved people. He had so much love to give and asked very little in return, he liked to snuggle just as closely to you as he possibly could and if you would pat him and rub his ears, he was so very happy.
Sherlyn and her boys would like to have buried him in our yard---way back, but that was not possible since it would have been difficult to dig a hole deep enough so the final decision was to leave his body with the Vet and plant a tree in his honor. They also bought a nice marker that says, "In memory of a true and faithful companion." G.J. asked my opinion of what kind of tree to plant. I suggested a Dogwood. Several agreed that a Dogwood would be appropriate. We won't need the beauty of the early blossoms to be reminded of him but they will be an added blessing. There will be so many things to remind us of him and his love for all of us, he will never be out of our minds and our hearts. We shall miss him forever but it seemed unfair to him to watch him suffer when we knew he could never be well again. Telling him "good -bye" and allowing him to have eternal rest seemed the right thing to do.
Dortha
Yukon was a very special dog, though we never told him he was a dog. He had an over-sized heart and loved everyone, although he did have favorites. He was almost 14 years old and had not been in good health for a couple of years. He could not hear very well and probably did not see as well as he once did but he could still recognize faces and cars. He belonged to our # 1 granddaughter but when she moved into an apartment, she could not take him so he just became part of Holland Hill. Since we live out of city limits, he was free to roam, to hunt and to watch over this hill. One of his favorite things to do was to go walking with Granddad each morning. When he was no longer able to walk the distance, he still tried with every ounce of strength he had. It was very sad to see him take a few steps and have to stop when I knew how badly he wanted to go. When Merrel was working in the yard or the garden, Yukon would follow him and lie just as close as he could. He simply loved people. He had so much love to give and asked very little in return, he liked to snuggle just as closely to you as he possibly could and if you would pat him and rub his ears, he was so very happy.
Sherlyn and her boys would like to have buried him in our yard---way back, but that was not possible since it would have been difficult to dig a hole deep enough so the final decision was to leave his body with the Vet and plant a tree in his honor. They also bought a nice marker that says, "In memory of a true and faithful companion." G.J. asked my opinion of what kind of tree to plant. I suggested a Dogwood. Several agreed that a Dogwood would be appropriate. We won't need the beauty of the early blossoms to be reminded of him but they will be an added blessing. There will be so many things to remind us of him and his love for all of us, he will never be out of our minds and our hearts. We shall miss him forever but it seemed unfair to him to watch him suffer when we knew he could never be well again. Telling him "good -bye" and allowing him to have eternal rest seemed the right thing to do.
Dortha
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