Farewell Charlie

It's been a sad week at our house. Our dear old dog  'Charlie' passed away on Wednesday. He was a gift to our middle son on his fifth birthday. That was over thirteen years ago now. As our youngest said, "I just don't remember a time without him." This photo taken the day we got him.

 

 

 

While he was old, especially for a Cavalier, he still had the energy to run along our front fence just the afternoon before, barking at people as they walked past on their late afternoon walk. Who would have thought he would leave us the very next day?

Despite our son's best efforts, Charlie never mastered fetch. However, he did master a very important skill of walking around any fabric I had laid out on the floor. I don't really remember teaching him this. He just knew...don't walk on the quilt!!

 

 

 

 

 

He came along on many family adventures and spent many Saturday nights sleeping with our son in front of the fire or camping in the backyard with our son and his friends. Of course we are all very sad to loose him, but paricularly heartbreaking for his master. Our son is now a young man and they were good mates over the years as they grew up together.

There's a special bond between a boy and his dog.