DH and Irish
This past weekend we said goodbye to our beloved Irish. At 14 1/2 yrs old, he lived a long life. He was a precious dog. He was ALWAYS DH's dog. He followed him around EVERYWHERE from the minute he walked in the door until he finally stopped and crawled into bed. In fact, if he went into a room Irish would follow, but then if he would leave the room right away (meeting Irish on the way), Irish would LITERALLY sigh in frustration. Sometimes, DH would close the door to keep him into a room if he was coming right back. Irish would stand at the door waiting for him to return. He was a sweet dog (well, except to other dogs who were not Dakota). He very much missed Dakota. The fact that he made it 9 months after Dakota left us was amazing. But, it was very clear over the past 2 weeks that he was done. The last few days he wasn't eating which was very out of character for him. It was very hard to make the decision. Megan keeps saying "But, we have zero dogs! That's NONE!" We are taking a doggie break at least until we move. Both DH & I miss having dogs...we miss Dakota & Irish very much. Its been very quiet and different around here without a dog to keep track of; its going to take a while to get used to.
We miss you, Irish. You were a great dog. I will not miss cleaning up the dog hair everywhere, though...although it is still everywhere (LOL!).
