Brian77
A tribute to Red Lion's Haw Creek Bear. A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. He lived for the family, and died in our arms. 14 years of wonderful protection and love in all his "Chessie" charm. The pictures are ones that my sister took here on the farm, and also at their place where he lived the last several years. They lived on our other farm, and they "adopted" him after his hunting days were over. (He did not know that).
He was always ready to escort the children to the creek, and to watch the young ones, and to guard against the "dangerous" squirrels and raccoons we would encounter. For which he would get praise and adoration.
Retrieving was programmed in a he would submerge and find his favorite rock and bring it to us...
At night nothing escaped his attention, and occasionally he would bring a trophy from night time forays back to the porch.
He will be missed, and always remembered with love and warm thoughts... The children are grieving, and this also is part of life... One never replaces a dog like this... We may just learn to love another eventually for their specialness in their way, and that never diminishes the memories of the past.
Beautifully written. Very sorry for your loss. One thing to take solace in that he obviously was well loved, cared for and had an amazing life.A tribute to Red Lion's Haw Creek Bear. A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. He lived for the family, and died in our arms. 14 years of wonderful protection and love in all his "Chessie" charm. The pictures are ones that my sister took here on the farm, and also at their place where he lived the last several years. They lived on our other farm, and they "adopted" him after his hunting days were over. (He did not know that).
He was always ready to escort the children to the creek, and to watch the young ones, and to guard against the "dangerous" squirrels and raccoons we would encounter. For which he would get praise and adoration.
Retrieving was programmed in a he would submerge and find his favorite rock and bring it to us...
At night nothing escaped his attention, and occasionally he would bring a trophy from night time forays back to the porch.
He will be missed, and always remembered with love and warm thoughts... The children are grieving, and this also is part of life... One never replaces a dog like this... We may just learn to love another eventually for their specialness in their way, and that never diminishes the memories of the past.
A tribute to Red Lion's Haw Creek Bear. A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. He lived for the family, and died in our arms. 14 years of wonderful protection and love in all his "Chessie" charm. The pictures are ones that my sister took here on the farm, and also at their place where he lived the last several years. They lived on our other farm, and they "adopted" him after his hunting days were over. (He did not know that).
He was always ready to escort the children to the creek, and to watch the young ones, and to guard against the "dangerous" squirrels and raccoons we would encounter. For which he would get praise and adoration.
Retrieving was programmed in a he would submerge and find his favorite rock and bring it to us...
At night nothing escaped his attention, and occasionally he would bring a trophy from night time forays back to the porch.
He will be missed, and always remembered with love and warm thoughts... The children are grieving, and this also is part of life... One never replaces a dog like this... We may just learn to love another eventually for their specialness in their way, and that never diminishes the memories of the past.
My little dog 'Fly.' She's a dandy if I do say so myself.
Love those "Working Dogs Dave"
