It was a sad start to our new years. First a girl in my daughters class was killed in a housefire here in our small town. Another classmate was killed (as I think I may have posted previously) in a car wreck on Halloween...so two classmates in two months.
Then if that wasn't bad enough, on New Years Eve, after going to the doctor as I was sick, I got home and pulled into our lane and got out to get our mail. As I was getting back into my car, a minivan passed by and I heard a huge "thud". I looked to see what happened and didn't see anything and the minivan kept going. So, I drove on up to the house. My dogs didn't run to meet me. Sophie, the collie, did show up when I called her, but no Gunner. I went in the house and I told my daughter about the strange 'thud' and she grabbed my keys and said Gunner was outside and she drove like a maniac to the end of our lane. I heard her scream and knew the worst had happened.
He is now buried on the hill in our pasture, along side his furry brother, Remington, our beagle who passed away July 2006. Gunner and Remy are together again chasing squirrels, tormenting cats, and getting into the trash. :-) Please keep us in your thoughts, as it's going to be a sad New Years this year for us.