
"Trail" was one of our first bloodhounds and she died one year ago today.
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I always thought she was "flipping me off" in this picture.
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Here she is with one of our granddaughters.
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Alyssa is going to read to Trail.
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here's my email message sent to friends a year ago:
Trail died today.
She had been throwing up and we thought she had eaten something she shouldn't have, but it didn't get better as the day went on.
She refused to eat anything all day and this morning she was way too lethargic. We took her to the vet and he found a lump in her abdomen and it appeared that she was bleeding internally. She died on the table with Helen & I with her.
She was a champion counter surfer and we had to keep everything back from the edge. Her hips were getting arthritic and she would have good & bad days. Every time we went out to scoop poop she would come along because she knew she would be let out of the fence for awhile. She would prance around in front of the other dogs that were still inside the fence.
She taught me which end of the rope the dope was on and it wasn't the one with the raised tail.
It's been a terrible day around here and Trooper appears to know something is wrong.
Trooper is one of her pups that we still have.

"Trail" and "Trooper" (about 2002)