Nose To Nose, Tails Just A Wagging...
May, 2005

And so it will be . . . You see, on the evening of Monday, May 2, 2005, my beloved boy Dagwood slipped away--with me standing nearby, there by his side.  Truly, he died quite unexpectedly--as I had only found him lying there motionless just a few hours earlier--having walked right by him several times over the course of the day; I simply thought he was sleeping.  If I was to venture a guess--I would have to say that he expired from heart failure.  Thankfully, his last few hours alive here were without any pain or suffering.  Even so, it was sad to lose him after all of these years of being together.

Whether "Daggy" was just lying around soaking up the afternoon rays of the overhead sun, or whether he was comfortably sprawled inside by the wood stove during colder weather--he had finally come to "blend in" with the rest of the dogs.  Moreover, he had come to trust and love me.  Many were the times I purposely reached down and rubbed his brown head--watching and smiling as his tail slowly wagged back and forth.  It was such a good feeling to know, that I had finally won his friendship.

And even though I've lost my precious boy Dagwood--I can't help but think positive thoughts--about how happy he was here and what a good life he led.  Now, Dagwood is buried near the very same gate where he and Allie Mae were last seen together all those years ago.  And, I'm quite sure--shortly thereafter, there was a most joyous reunion.  Yes, I truly do see two beautiful, elated, "reunited" dogs standing there together--nose to nose, tails just a wagging . . .

Randy Skaggs, Founder

Read "The Love Story of Dagwood and Allie Mae"