Farewell Hobbes

This has been a tough one, we had to put Hobbes, "Big Dog" down last Monday (10/15). He had reached the point where he could no longer stand up on his own, along with the resulting lack of dignity. I had been preparing for this moment for almost a year and he certainly held out a lot longer than I expected. He came to me through the Great Pyrenees rescue group, at that time near Monument CO, having been found wandering around the Colorado Mountains near Glenwood Springs.

He was the gentlest dog I have ever had, gentle even for a Pyrenees. Just an amazing dog, he would just silently show up at your side for attention and then move on when he had enough. Based on his behaviors he was a Live Stock Guard dog in his early life, and had a deep booming bark and a earthquake rumbling growl, all mostly for show in his time with us. He was affectionately known as the "hobstacle"  for his ability to always being laying where you need to be, usually in front of the stove or the refrigerator (a #110 dog is an obstacle no matter what but he brought it to an art form). He was a great companion and I'm honored to have given him is "forever" home. I figure he was right around 13 years old (old even for a Pyrenees) when he passed on.

This is my rawhide, I'm saving it for later