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My great big handsome boy

My big, sweet, handsome Augustus died in his sleep yesterday evening. These past few weeks have been hard—Gus had terrible pain in his back joints, the curse of big dogs. He was probably 13 or 14 years old. Gus’ previous life was marked by neglect & unhappiness, chained to a peg. I was lucky to be his master for 5ish years. During that too-short time Gus gave me back twice the love I gave him. Gus was a noisy, enthusiastic goofball. His joy was a walk in the woods to chase wild turkeys and was happiest, I think, galloping unleashed in my dad’s big fenced-in yard. Despite his size, he was gentle with my old dad. He trusted me absolutely and would have defended me with his life. Friends, if you ever get the chance to rescue an old dog, seize it. You won’t be sorry. I have no regrets. I cherish every minute Gus & I had together. I miss him terribly.

Let’s raise a glass to Augustus/ his voice you all used to know/ hounds of his kind are very hard to find/ and he’s gone where the good doggies go.

Sweet dreams, my good boy. I love you.
Augustus
2007? – September 23, 2021