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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

That Rainy June Friday Afternoon

I still consider June 2012 one of the worst months ever. It is coming upon one year now and although time doesn’t heal all wounds it does make each day a little easier.

My husband (fiancé at the time) and I really wanted a dog and not just any dog we wanted a purebred German Shepherd. Steve’s family has always had German Shepherds, when Steve and I started dating, Toby was the lovely pup who graced the farm and after he passed we always knew we needed another Shepherd on the farm.

We knew we wanted a puppy because we wanted to be the main influence in our dog’s life and all the blame could be put on us for whatever bad habits he picked up {which wouldn’t be any, our dog would be perfect right?!}. After many internet searches and deciding that sending a dog via airplane was not what we wanted to do to our new ‘baby’, we found a breeder in Western ND and couldn’t wait for the road trip.

The litter was due in August of 2012 and we had a deposit down on a boy {praying there was a boy}. August 19th the fluffy little bunch was born, 2 boys and 4 girls! Steve and I were so excited and couldn’t wait until October to go pick up our little guy.

On October 16th it was time for our 750 mile round trip to pick up Gunner. He was perfect in every way {love at first sight} and he did an amazing job on the long car ride home!

I could tell Gunner had a big personality right away, I laughed at him all the time. He was so easy to train and even though we didn't plan on him being a house dog at least we taught him early on that you don't pee and poop in the living room! 

Photo by Milestones Photography

As much as I wanted him to be a momma's boy he was definitely Steve's baby. With me being at work all day and Steve working on the farm him and Gunner were attached at the hip. Gunner was Steve's tractor buddy amongst other things and anytime Steve had a few beers Gunner got to come sleep with us; spoiled little thing I think he forced Steve to drink so he could hog the bed! 

He was our Pride and Joy and we both loved him to pieces. If you noticed I'm using past tense and that is because Gunner is no longer with us. 

June 1, 2012. 
I will never forget that rainy Friday when Steve called me at work and told me that Gunner was dead. I don't think a person is ever prepared to hear that type of bad news. Knowing full-well we live in the country I thought for sure he was hit by a vehicle, even though he had gotten really good at staying in the yard and not chasing passing traffic. That is an outcome I could have handled more than the actual one; Gunner wasn't hit by a car but instead shot point blank in the head. << Sorry for that picture but in actuality there isn't a good way to sugarcoat this story. This wasn't an accident and I know 'hate' is a strong word but I hate the person who did this to our poor sweet puppy and even more I hate that there is nothing law enforcement could have done even if they knew who killed him. To this day we still don't know who took our Gunner from us but I just pray they aren't doing this for fun because it is sick and wrong and I don't wish this feeling of loss upon anyone. Anyone who has {or ever had} a pet knows they become your family.

My last photo of Gunner

I will admit I am now jealous of people with old dogs knowing that we didn't even get to spend a year with Gunner. Thinking back and reminiscing though those were definitely 7 of the happiest months with my fiancé and our puppy. I miss that 'little' guy so much but look forward to the day when we begin the search for our next German Shepherd. 

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.

-Roger Caras 

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  1. Oh my. I'm near tears! I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm a firm believer in doggy heaven so one day you'll be reunited with your sweet boy again.

  2. People are such POS. Sad but true. A kid I went to high school with posted about his dog being poisoned in his own back yard. They think it was one of the neighbors. I think that's why I'm so paranoid when it comes to our dogs - because I know they're annoying and not everyone probably likes them!

    Poor dog. :'( Sorry about your loss.

  3. So sorry for your loss, my furbabies are like my children, I just can't imagine! I've enjoyed looking at your blog. Check out SunShine PenPals and join the fun! We'd love to have you!

  4. Oh my gosh... I never want to have to feel what that would be like. How incredibly sad...
    Poor sweet handsome Gunner!

  5. omg....girl I am so sorry. that sure wasn't what I thought when you said he left you. :( tears!!!! :(

  6. Thanks so much. Yeah it was one of the hardest times and many many tears were shed. Oh a happy note we will be getting another pup this spring!!