Hunter T. Dog ( April 2006 – September 17, 2017)

We met when he was about 1-1/2. He was a happy young sausage of a dog, Champ was delighted.

Our young family jumped from 3 to six in 23 months. It had been me and K and the dog for years. And then bam, bam, bam, two kids and a second dog got added to the mix. The house was suddenly very full.

You learned on the first day not to be a browser; Champ would happily chow two bowls of food in about 2 minutes flat. You were always number 2, though. Decisions were made by the alpha, and Hunter could just kind of hang around.

This attitude became quite helpful along the way, as there was little time to spare for much in the way of dog-related activities for the next few years. There was someone home for some of the time, but both Hunter (and Champ) lived in an empty house for much of their lives.

He was what I like to think of as a “gentleman’s dog”. He’s not here to protect, or hunt, or really serve any useful purpose, other than to emit and receive love. Hunter eventually learned not to be quite so pushy in his demands for attention, he loved a good scritch.

Thank you for joining us on the ride, Hunter. You’re a good boy and I miss you.

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One Response to Hunter T. Dog ( April 2006 – September 17, 2017)

  1. Jimbo S. Harris says:

    “I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?”

    ― Walter Scott
    https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/485023-i-have-sometimes-thought-of-the-final-cause-of-dogs

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