Well guys this afternoon it is my time to do crappy things.
Pipsqueak the beagle was a worthless mutt. But he was good with the kids and he never snipped, growled or bit at them and he lasted 14 years and 3 babies.
The last 6 months he’s gotten very skinny and has been having bad nights but still gets excited for food. But last week he started really having rough nights. It isn’t fair to him or the kids to keep him around and get mad about his problems waking me up.
That damn dog started his life making me mad and had one last run making me mad. It speaks more to me then to him.
Anyways, besides breaking out of the yard/house and running what Pipsqueak loved most in life was waterfowl! Every time after a hunt he’d excitedly run out to see what I had and he’d sniff and lick and shake with excitement. He always got the prime tender loin when breasting our birds and exercised rights of old dog once Kona came around and he still got first and best cuts.
The last two nights he’s gotten a bed time snack of duck breasts, 2 whole damn breasts all to himself. Ringbill and last night Woody....I lost it feeding him the wood duck last night.
The hole is dug and tonight after work we go to the vet and bring him home to rest by the lake he hates so much.
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