Bye Bye Puppy

‘Misty’ came to our farm way back in 2002, and quickly became Grandma’s Dog.  (mostly because he wanted nothing to do with men or farm animals!)  He was a few years old when we got him, so that puts him into his teens in age. 

This fall, he had trouble with walking, and falling over and not being able to get up.  In the end we think it was a stroke, and he got worse through the month of January, before finally Just lying down last weekend, and not being able to get up, or stay standing if we got him up.  So Sunday night, we put him to sleep, and Monday morning, we dug a hole under the old poplar tree.  Lucky for us there was virtually no frost under the snow!

RIP Misty