She's a Good Dog Too

This week we had to make the decision to put Alice to sleep. She was not sick, but she was a fifteen year old dog that could not long control her bowels and was skin and bone (and fur). Each time she laid down, she had so much trouble getting back up. We could tell that she was in pain and we just did not want her to suffer at the end of her life.

Alice predated me with David and had a rough start to her. David has told me that she had clear fears of tiles floors, most likely because of some abuse she experiences prior to David adopting her when she was six months old. She was a husky/lab mix and loved when the weather turned cold and long hikes through the mountains.

Alice loved her freedom and, before we moved into our current house, was known to walk herself each night and explore the city of Clemson. She was picked up numerous times by the police, but they knew her and would just bring her home. One of her favorite stopping points on her self tours of Clemson was Colombo's where the employees would treat her with a meatball. 

Alice had two broken canine teeth, which while made her breath smell terrible, never slowed her down. She loved any bones that were thrown her way and always was in the mood for a good animal chase. Over the years, she has graced with with prizes of rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, skunks, and even a side of deer. Alice would enjoy a good game of Frisbee, as long as treats were involved.

This was a very difficult decision for us to make, but Alice loved a great life and was an wonderful companion to David. She tried to teach Luke manners when he joined out family, but he has been a slow learner. In fact, Luke taught Alice how to find her voice. We will all miss Alice and I will miss hearing Drake talk to his "Allie". We love you Alice.