prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. (91) I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.

Monday, October 26, 2015

A man and his dog. John and Midnight.




I first met Midnight in October, 2006 when Jackie and I moved from Washington to Ruston. He was about two years old. I knew Midnight through his teen years, adulthood, and old age. I grew very fond of that guy. It is with tears in my eyes, a lump in my throat, and an ache in my heart that I write that Midnight passed away this morning. Midnight lived to be eleven. The average life expectancy for a lab is ten to twelve years. Midnight had a full lab life.

Midnight was the Adams family dog. John and Kerry. He loved his family. It was a pleasure to watch how close they were. And how well they communicated.

If possible Midnight was with John every minute. If John was working in one spot, Midnight would lay done beside him. John had many a trip over Midnight. 

Here are some pictures of Midnight's last living hours. The Doctor said that Midnight had a terminal case of cancer. 









4 comments:

  1. I'm so sorry. He was such a sweet dog.

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  2. Any one who shared his life with a dog knows it can be tough to say goodbye. Watch Baxter Black and "Just a dog" (you can google it if the link doesn't work):
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=tkL9PoOABPE

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  3. Mr. Chuck,
    I am so sorry. Unless you have truly loved and been loved by a wonderful pet, you just can't understand the pain that comes with losing them. I send my love and biggest hugs to you and your sweet family.
    Yours always,
    A.B.

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