This is my beagle Naomi. She was 13 yrs old. She wasn't much of a hunting dog, but she would run chipmunks with the patience and resilence of the highest trained coon hounds. She would run from one end of a pipe to the other and sit at a gutter down spout for hour just waiting for those ground squirrels to run out. She wasn't a show dog at 36lbs she was big and she wasn't a grand champion or anything like that. She never won any awards or hunting trials but she was my dog , my buddy, my best friend. On friday July 1st when I pulled into my drive way at 10pm she run under our boat trailer and her hips were crushed as well as her left rear leg. The vet said she also had nerve damage so she didn't feel anything. At 11:45 on friday night my dog was put to sleep as I held her in my arms I could only think of all my times with her. We burried her under an old oak tree on a hill overlooking our pastures beind our house. This is in a way a chance to say a final goodbye and share our story with all of you.
So to Naomi my faithful friend Goodbye.