My hunters and I were crawling through the brush, all looking for the birds I love to chase. I rushed through the bushes to get the birds going. I loved that part of my job …
Then BANG! That awful noise from their big sticks scared me. I ran off to hide.
When I finally looked around, I heard them laughing in the distance as they jumped into their van, and off they went.
Suddenly, I was all alone.…
Tango said goodbye with a silent sigh and a smile. He was by my side at 8:15 in the morning. He is now enjoying doggy heaven with fellow Brittanies Daisy, Mona, Touché, and all the other K9 Angels.
This generative AI-assisted image is the lead to my article Finding Forever.
Prompt: cartoon-style drawing of hunters with a brittany dog pointing to a rabbit
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On the afternoon of Friday, February 27, 2009, Karen and I said goodbye to my sidekick of 15 years and sent Touché on his journey to join his sister, Mona, in the poppy fields of dog heaven.
Daisy always loved to romp in this giant field of marguerites.
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Mona was our dear and first Brittany. We rescued she and her brother Touché when they were not yet weened because, on their 10th day, mother darted onto the busy road and lost her life. Mona added family love and excitement for fifteen more years.
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Touché: "Come on, Dad. Throw it again!"
Touché and his sister, Mona, love diving into the Pacific surf. Especially to fetch their precious balls. The tennis ball are their 'invisible leashes'. Except one day it didn't work – Mona strayed across the "Dog Beach Ends Here" sign. That cost us a $75 municipal fine.
My wife and I always enjoy knowing our dogs are happy. So the ticket was worth it.
San Diego County has the best dog beaches!
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It's dark. Hear the fire cracklin' and sparkin'? Look closely and see two sizzling Hot dogs on the end of sticks. Look up the shafts and you see … paws holding them! Yes, the paws of a coyote and a wolf, each smiling introspectively and staring at the fire!
Whoa! You must be watching a cartoon!
