I’m not sure what led me to visit Twitter the other morning, I hadn’t really for well over a year. Not sure if I had some weird dream, but something told me to just visit and check in and see if all was well. Much to my utter shock I learned that Logan the Wolverine had passed away last month.
My stomach had completely dropped and I had to read and refresh the screen several times, each hoping that it was somehow an error or I had just read it incorrectly. He was such a nice dog, and not nearly old enough to leave this world. Even though I hadn’t seen him in a very long time, I was still deeply saddened to learn of his passing.
I do consider myself very fortunate to of been able to meet and spend a great deal of time with such a fine dog. He really was great in so many ways, and as sad as I am, I do know that he was alway given the highest treatment a dog could have ever asked for. He was as loved as a stinky, grumpy, loyal dog could have ever been, and truly had been given such a great life.
I have so many excellent memories of him:
- the numerous times he growled at me when I unknowingly crossed into his territory (apparently this was quite often)
- the time he sprayed diarrhea all over dog beach narrowly missing another dog’s face (still one of the grossest things I’ve witnessed to this day)
- taking him for walks (a couple of surprise day visits really stand out)
- having numerous deep chats with him when nobody was around or in listening distance
- the time he ate poop and had to have his teeth brushed and face washed to take away the smell
- faking him out numerous times while playing fetch
- excellent games of tug-o-war
- the times I entered without Mr. Guard dog detecting me
- his uncanny ability at his tiny size to take up an entire bed/couch
He truly was a great guy and am so sad that he is gone. I’m so very glad I got to know him and know that while his life was much, much too short he did really luck out with the amazing life that he wound up with. He will truly be missed, but never forgotten.