We lost our old man on Wednesday.
16 years old, been with us since he was 6 weeks old.
We’re all a little lost without our big boy’s booming voice calling out for deer, duck and jerky.
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Thank you everyone for condolences and hugs.
It’s much appreciated.
We’ve been expecting Odhinn’s passing for a while now…he’s had a couple of strokes, and I’m pretty sure it was a heart attack that did him in this time.
The past 2 years with him were our bonus years, where we watched closely to see if the good days were still more than the bad ones.
In the last year he had the luxury of all the deer he could eat and he learned that he loved duck as well…we let him eat what he wanted, and enjoy the little things that made him happy.
We knew we were on borrowed time, we just hoped we’d have more.
And now our Old Man is no longer in pain, and is enjoying long naps in the warm sun with all the deer, duck and tuna (because hoooo boy would he sing when a can of tuna was opened!!) he wants.
❤ ❤ ❤