Today I came home from the gym. No wife, no dog. Wondered what was up. Drank a protein shake.
Then the wife was dropped off by a strange truck. Came in and said she had killed my dog. WTF!
She has never been able to control any of our dogs on or off leash. Never completed a basic obedience class as the handler. Told at least 100 times not to take the dog out into the front patio (gated) area. And still she decided to take Rusty out for a "walk".
Lost grip on the leash and a red pickup killed my Red Cattle dog right in front of our house. DOA at the vet.
Yesterday her consistent and long term display of a lack of competency with our animals safety was discussed with her VA social worker. Including my opinion that if she killed my dog she would need to leave.
Her last personal attempt at "opting out" was in August 2013. Took a shitload of pills, and was unresponsive. Pried open her eyes, no activity. Carried her into the shower, revived with cold water, and dumped her back in bed. Her VA shrink thought it was funny about the locking our bedroom door, but was not informed by me about the OD attempt.
The most beautiful and well loved Australian Cattle Dog ever is awaiting cremation. 14 months old. Trained in basic obedience, started on Agility, and now dead.
So how's your good Friday going?
Paladin