She was old and sick. Her suffering was made me feel selfish for keeping her alive for so long. Yet, how can I forget how we trudged through the woods together and the sheer exhuberance we shared on the hunt?
I was thirteen when my family first got her and I taught her myself how to be a hunter. I learned from my grandfather and I read all of the books I could on the subject, yet I could never predict the personality that would come out on the hunt.
Coco was a patient and thoughtful companion. She was calm and collected and never fliched even when she was a pup and when there was work to be done, there was no stopping her. I'm missing my old dog tons...
Good Bye, Coco.
upnorthkyosa
I was thirteen when my family first got her and I taught her myself how to be a hunter. I learned from my grandfather and I read all of the books I could on the subject, yet I could never predict the personality that would come out on the hunt.
Coco was a patient and thoughtful companion. She was calm and collected and never fliched even when she was a pup and when there was work to be done, there was no stopping her. I'm missing my old dog tons...
Good Bye, Coco.
upnorthkyosa