Recently, we lost a special member of the family. My mom's black lab, Memphis, was killed by a car.
We had Memphis for about 8 years. I was 20 or so when Joey and I got him from a man who couldn't keep him but who wanted to make sure he was going to a good home. We couldn't believe how beautiful he was! We're pretty sure he was a pure bred lab. He had all the instincts of a good hunting dog and loved nothing more than to go on a hunt. Joey named him Memphis.
Especially when he was younger, he was a hard core fetcher of the stick. If you got into a fetching match with Memphis, expect to throw the stick at least 20 times. If you were walking around the farm doing something other than throwing a stick, Memphis would often trail after you, stick in mouth.
A few days after we got Memphis, Pebbles came to us, my mom's other giant dog. Clearly abused and starved, she dragged herself to my mom's property (the other dogs around had probably told her that my mom has a soft spot for animals), and she's been with us every since. She and Memphis became fast friends, although Memphis' sweet disposition made him a passive partner to Pebbles' Alpha Female personality. I'm sure she misses him terribly.
Memphis and Pebbles frequently went on "night hunts" together on my mom's land and wouldn't return until morning. We suspect they did things like kill coyotes, harass nutria, just generally terrorize anything willing to be terrorized. They brought a few bits of evidence to Mom as gifts of love.
Memphis was Mom's faithful companion as she drove the truck to the different pastures feeding the horses. He loved riding in cars.
It's hard to imagine a better dog than Memphis. We were really lucky to have this gallant dog in our lives for as long as we did. He'll be greatly missed.
We love you Memphis. We'll never forget you.
We had Memphis for about 8 years. I was 20 or so when Joey and I got him from a man who couldn't keep him but who wanted to make sure he was going to a good home. We couldn't believe how beautiful he was! We're pretty sure he was a pure bred lab. He had all the instincts of a good hunting dog and loved nothing more than to go on a hunt. Joey named him Memphis.
Especially when he was younger, he was a hard core fetcher of the stick. If you got into a fetching match with Memphis, expect to throw the stick at least 20 times. If you were walking around the farm doing something other than throwing a stick, Memphis would often trail after you, stick in mouth.
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Memphis and Pebbles frequently went on "night hunts" together on my mom's land and wouldn't return until morning. We suspect they did things like kill coyotes, harass nutria, just generally terrorize anything willing to be terrorized. They brought a few bits of evidence to Mom as gifts of love.
Memphis was Mom's faithful companion as she drove the truck to the different pastures feeding the horses. He loved riding in cars.
It's hard to imagine a better dog than Memphis. We were really lucky to have this gallant dog in our lives for as long as we did. He'll be greatly missed.
We love you Memphis. We'll never forget you.
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| good dog. rest now. |
aw, that makes me so sad :-(
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