ode to a good old fish sniffin god

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I was gonna do an intro thread today but the gods as we call em are better subjects imho
kessler was a good old dog

that lived a good dogs life of good dog things

he was named after our happy place a place that has brought many good times yet has taken the lives of friends and people i admired



he stoically dealt with his physical limitations until the end and rocked the $4k bionic hip to its full potential



he dug fishing and more so the catching and sniffing












he served 9 years promoting the human animal bond as a therapy dog through inter mountain therapy animals and some political action services









he had character and a lot of dog and people friends


luvs ya unconditionally even through the busted rods oc misbehaviors and rolling in dead stuffs and midnight back yard needs

When I got my new Dog
I asked for strength that I might rear him/her perfectly;
I was given weakness that I might feed him/her more treats.
I asked for good health that I might rest easy;
I was given a "special needs" dog that I might know nurturing.
I asked for an obedient dog that I might feel proud;
I was given stubborness that I might feel humble.
I asked for compliance that i might feel masterful;
I was given a clown that I might laugh.
I asked for a companion that I might not feel lonely;
I was given a best friend that I would feel loved.
I got nothing I asked for,
But everything that I needed
-author unknown

well bud well miss the crap outta ya
but i hear that rainbow bridge digs are pretty sweet
and me
well yeah know
cant hide from the suck

gots a new fur kid hes 2 1/2 now and figuring it outs
i aint callin him a replacement cause no dog ever replaces another
just a new chance to share some unconditional love and new sets of deeds adventures and memories
dog bless
the best


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