Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Good-Bye Joe


HeyJoe showed up in June, 1998 while we were canoeing in Utah.  One of our favorite places on that trip was Hey-Joe Canyon, so that is how he got his name.  Susan's mother was watching the place while we were gone, and Joe was so hungry when he wandered in that he ate a potato that she offered him.  He has been a good, faithful watchdog, but his old heart finally gave out tonight.  We are going to miss him.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, he obviously wandered into the right place all those years ago and found his "forever" home. Dogs are a blessing, and it's difficult to imagine living life without at least one around the house. My condolences to you and Mrs. TBS.

-gsc1039

Guffaw in AZ said...

Been there. I AM sorry for your loss.
gfa

Borepatch said...

I'm sorry, Sam.

Rev. Paul said...

It's never easy. I'm sorry to hear it.

TrueBlueSam said...

Many Thanks to you all! Jack and Joe were real buddies. Jack stuck by him this morning, and really was concerned as I wrapped Joe up in one of his old blankets. I buried him just outside of the dog yard, and Jack sat inside the fence watching the entire process.