Death of a Dog

Yes, it has been nearly a month since I last posted anything here. My last post covered Days Five and Six of my recent trip to Colorado. I’m fairly certain that Day Seven didn’t go on for an entire month; I seem to remember cannibalizing my chameleon circuit to fix that problem quite some time ago.

No, my friends, the reason I have been neglecting this site is that something much heavier has been on my mind and in my heart. Y’see, my dog died. Yes, that dog: the fabled Great Pyrenees known as Bear.

I have been struggling with how much detail I should include in this post. Ultimately, I decided to just put together a quick photographic montage of the beast himself. So, with tears in my eyes and a sleeper sofa in my colon, I present this…


Day Seven of Colorado soon to come…

2 thoughts on “Death of a Dog”

  1. Saddened to hear about Bear. He was a young man still. Keep traveling and keep posting my friend. My wife and I just finished route 66!

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