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jodief100
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Thank you all so very much. You have no idea how much your kind words mean to me. I am sitting here crying right now. Roi' was very special. I love all my pets very much but there was just something about Roi'. A true "gentle giant". He was 100 lbs but let small children climb all over him. My nieces would play "dress up" with him when they were little. He loved everyone he ever saw. Yet the night someone tried to break into our home, he turned into a massive snarling beast.
He was 1/2 malamute, 1/4 Australian Shepard, 1/8 husky and 1/8 wolf. We lived in Oregon when he was young and he climbed Mt Hood, Mt Adams, Three Sisters and numerous other smaller peaks. He loved to play in the snow. At the beach he would run up and down the shore, never wanting to get more than his feet wet. Here at the farm he loved to just wander around and explore. The last few years he spent a lot of time in the creek, cooling off. We never had to put him on a leash, he always stayed within sight of us.
We would leash him when we went for walks in the city because he wanted to greet everyone he saw. 100 lbs of malamutt can be intimidating. Only one time did he greet someone with trepidation. I was walking him to the ice cream stand about a mile from our house when we lived in the city. They sold a scoop of vanilla in a cup with dog biscuits and we went every Saturdays when they were open. On the way back, a man was unloading a moving van into a rental a few blocks from home. The man stopped and said Hi to us. Roi' growled at him and backed away. I was so shocked I just crossed the street and went on my way. 3 days later we got a postcard from the Sheriff's office. The man was a registered sex offender who had served time for rape and attempted murder! My Roi' understood people. He always knew when we needed a hug from Roi'.
He traveled all over with us. Gettysburg, the finger lakes wine tour in Ithaca, New York, Gatlinburg, Niagara Falls, California, Michigan, Indianapolis, Montana, Seattle, Spokane, Idaho.... I can't remember all the places he went. He loved to travel with us.
It was snowing the day he died. He wanted to play in it but just couldn't.
Today the sun is out, the goats are grazing, it is supposed to get warmer into the 50's. Spring will be here soon enough. The seasons come and go. Roi's life has passed to winter and we go on into spring. The circle is complete. His pain is gone but he lives on. All of the love he shared grows on in the hearts of those whose lives he touched.
Excuse me, I have to go and wipe away my tears now. Thank you all so much for understanding my pain.
He was 1/2 malamute, 1/4 Australian Shepard, 1/8 husky and 1/8 wolf. We lived in Oregon when he was young and he climbed Mt Hood, Mt Adams, Three Sisters and numerous other smaller peaks. He loved to play in the snow. At the beach he would run up and down the shore, never wanting to get more than his feet wet. Here at the farm he loved to just wander around and explore. The last few years he spent a lot of time in the creek, cooling off. We never had to put him on a leash, he always stayed within sight of us.
We would leash him when we went for walks in the city because he wanted to greet everyone he saw. 100 lbs of malamutt can be intimidating. Only one time did he greet someone with trepidation. I was walking him to the ice cream stand about a mile from our house when we lived in the city. They sold a scoop of vanilla in a cup with dog biscuits and we went every Saturdays when they were open. On the way back, a man was unloading a moving van into a rental a few blocks from home. The man stopped and said Hi to us. Roi' growled at him and backed away. I was so shocked I just crossed the street and went on my way. 3 days later we got a postcard from the Sheriff's office. The man was a registered sex offender who had served time for rape and attempted murder! My Roi' understood people. He always knew when we needed a hug from Roi'.
He traveled all over with us. Gettysburg, the finger lakes wine tour in Ithaca, New York, Gatlinburg, Niagara Falls, California, Michigan, Indianapolis, Montana, Seattle, Spokane, Idaho.... I can't remember all the places he went. He loved to travel with us.
It was snowing the day he died. He wanted to play in it but just couldn't.
Today the sun is out, the goats are grazing, it is supposed to get warmer into the 50's. Spring will be here soon enough. The seasons come and go. Roi's life has passed to winter and we go on into spring. The circle is complete. His pain is gone but he lives on. All of the love he shared grows on in the hearts of those whose lives he touched.
Excuse me, I have to go and wipe away my tears now. Thank you all so much for understanding my pain.
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