I wanted to share with friends the sad news of the passing of one of our pack today, my baby, Boodah. Many of you knew him, and his story -- my first foster dog (yeah, only supposed to be mine for a month...), the many hardships and pain he indured in life, the two legged miracle dog with no knees who, in the end, was just a big black goobery ball of love, and three-time undisputed howling champion of the Stephen Huneck dog parties. He taught me so much in so many ways. He was my baby. He was the one of our pack that was truly both mine and Seth's. He was a friend, a brother, and a strong, wise soul. He finally got too tired to fight the body that didn't work for him, and just went to sleep quietly this morning at home. While the surprise of this has shocked us, at least we didn't have to make decisions for him. He went on his own terms. We pray, and know that he has finally found peace and freedom from a life too short, too painful and too filled with love to ever forget. We buried him here at home, Seth and I, Stoli and Lucy, john and Wendy there to say goodbye. For now he keeps company with my dad, Brin, Friend, Tele, Maizy, and other friends. We love you Boodah.
For those of you who wish to remember Boodah, please consider making a donation in memory of him to the place that helped bring him into our lives:
Central Vermont Humane Society
504 Mekkelson Rd.
Barre, VT 05641
http://www.cvhumane.com/donations/donations.html
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