George in the water
Kalaloch Beach, 2013
This week is a special Foto Friday. My family’s dog, George, passed away this week. We called him ‘George the Gentle Giant’, since he was kind even though he was a large dog. He was a wonderful dog and will be missed. He’s now in a better place with no pain. I have many photos and great memories of our dog George.
‘Who’s the most interesting person (or people) you’ve met this year? Give characteristics and what makes them unique.’
I decided to write character traits about my dog, George.
Day creeps into night, but he still prefers to stay outside. His black fur coat hopefully keeps him warm throughout the night. I peak under the tree where he lays spread out in his huge hole he proudly dug. I whisper if he wants to come inside, but his green eyes just stare back and his body firmly stays in place.
It is now morning and tree sap sticks in clumps in his fur. He appears so scruffy with sap, dirt, sleep in his eyes, and fur falling off as the summer grows near. He’s still my adorable dog, George.
George really is a gentle giant at 90 pounds of Labrador love. Get near and he’ll gladly snuggle or play. However, don’t expect much play as this dog only plays when he desires. This old and greying dog, perks like a puppy for any treat, big or small.
Keys are heard and tennis shoes are seen as George’s excitement grows for his evening walk. This old puppy can’t hold still as his leash is put on. His world awaits to fully explore and make it his own.
George outside at night in his hole.