A Dog Missed

I didn't grow up in this town, or on this farm.  In fact, the first time I walked on this piece of land wasn't until 1999.  But I love it here.  It is peaceful and beautiful.  This is one of my favorite spots... right out by this tree, near the white fence, and the field beyond....

You see, one of my favorite dogs is here.  He is buried in the shade of this big tree, by the white fence and the field.  He is a reminder to me of fun and good times, and stories that will forever make me smile and laugh.  A different time in our lives...

He was Eric's dog, but became mine too.  I loved him.  He was tall, full of energy, a great swimmer, loved to play with his softball and football, a licker, and had a ferocious bark.  He loved us.  It was a terribly sad day in July 2007 the day he left me, and I had to tell Eric that he had died.

What a good dog and faithful friend he was... loyal, loving and a protector.  Dr. Drake - Duck Specialist, Drake, Drakey, Drakester, thanks for the memories.

What a peaceful and beautiful place... out by the tree, near the white fence and the field beyond.