So where do they go ? Now that it has come to it’s end.
Is he back in the mountains of New Mexico, sniffing through the pines ?
Is he on the Missouri river in Montana ? Running wild on the banks of the river until he cools his heat in the flows ?
Is he once again asleep on the couch that he is not supposed to be ?
Is he barking at the horses in North Dakota, or chasing the geese in the places we have roamed?
Body surfing in the Ocean ?
Is he asleep in the tent covered by fleece.
Is he running fast with freedom in his heart ?
I still feel him about me very loyal and close.
I can see him walking through the bottomlands in the State we called home. The heat of Summer making it lush and green. A place he was happy, with a river close by. He is walking away forever, I can’t call him back no matter hard I try.
It’s over and his time has come. All I can say is I love you, I will miss you and goodbye !! You have been the best dog ever !!!
Best wishes my ever loyal and my dearest friend ! You changed me forever and for that I am grateful, and I will be until the end.