Last night we pulled in around 8 pm. Should have been here at 5 but the canyon was closed due to potential flooding. I unloaded all the elk into the freezer and this morning am donating a ton of last years elk and some beef to the Salvation Army. James and Castor pulled in about 10 minutes after Marty and I to drop off their racks. I’m running those down to the taxidermist this morning.
Lori had to have the vet come out yesterday afternoon to put Mojo to sleep. He’s breathing was labored and he didn’t eat yesterday. I was trying to make it home but with the canyon closed I couldn’t make it and it wouldn’t have been good to make him suffer over the weekend. He was such a good dog. I remember the very day we picked him up as a puppy almost 17 years ago. We’ll miss him a bunch.
Then of course there’s the passing of Ali. We still don’t know the details but are going down to see Tommy today. I don’t think he knows much more either. All we can do now is try to help Tom and move forward. Death is part of life which everyone knows but that doesn’t make it any easier when it’s close to you. Poor Tom has everyone calling saying “oh I’m so sorry” and ” “how are you doing” which is frankly annoying. Lori told him to say, “I’m doing like shit”, or “how do you think I’m doing?” People mean well and ask the standard questions but right now he just needs family and hanging as normal as possible, I would think. We’ll all miss Ali. I remember the wedding well and of course have tons of family memories from the past 28 years. God Bless her.
Mojo and Ali are probably looking down from heaven at us all and I’m sure she’s rubbing his head.
So what a week, Dixie is struggling a bit too with her memory fading in and out and thinking Don is still alive and just left her. All you can do there is try to keep moving forward too, right.
That’s it, have to get moving, be well, stay safe and God Bless.