In Memoriaum
It was slightly less than a month ago that I spoke about my Borzoi, Rudy.
Rudy died yesterday. He was only 5 years old. My wife and I thought he was a completely healthy dog. It came as a total surprise to us. Fortunately, every indication was that he died totally peacefully. There were no marks on him. There was no blood. We went into the backyard to look for him. There he was, his beautiful white fur blowing in the wind. But he was gone.
His lifetime buddy, Trouble, the Whippet was so upset that he tried to throw himself in the grave as we covered Rudy with the first shovelful of dirt.
Gracie, a Belgian Sheepdog, who has her U.S. and Canadian championships has not eaten. Ten years old and pudgy, she usually eats compulsively.
Rudy was so very handsome, strong and athletic. He was also a very gentle dog who showed a lot of sensitivity and compassion to my wife and myself.
Rudy, we know you’ve gone to Heaven. We loved you Rudy. You will be greatly missed. G-d Bless you.
