Butch`s adventures with his dad 1995-2000
August 16th 2010 5:50 am
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Paws to all. I have been here at the Rainbow Bridge for almost 10 years now. In that time,I have had many grand adventures and met lots of new Bridge pals,but the occasion of my upcoming 10th anniversary has caused me to reminisce a bit on my life back on Earth with my Dad. We would take a trip to Alaska each fall and hike the wonderful trails up there such as the historic Chilkoot Trail in Skagway used by the stampeders in the Klondike Gold Rush of 1898,and the Kesugi Ridge trail in Denali State Park which afforded majestic views of the Alaska Range and Denali (Mt Mckinley)itself. 10 years ago in August 2000,dad and I enjoyed what was to be our last rafting summer together on the Delaware river. We traveled to Alaska in the fall of that year---our 5th time there---and had another wonderful trip hiking in the majestic mountains all around that state. On the way back home,in Montana,dad and I stopped at a rest area near Craig and we took a short walk there as we had been driving for some time. Dad left me outside while he went in to use the restroom as I was a very calm dog and there was hardly any traffic on the Interstate in northern Montana. For reasons unknown to my Dad (and to this day,I`m still not completely sure why I did it) I walked across Interstate 15 while he was inside the restroom and was tragically hit by a car. My heart was aching with pity as my spirit watched Dad emerge from the restroom,call my name several times,and finally discover my body lifeless by the side of the interstate. I tried to comfort Dad as he cried over me and finally covered up my body with loose rocks creating a grave for me by the roadside. This was Oct 6,2000. My spirit then departed for the Rainbow Bridge as Dad drove away down the interstate. I barked a goodbye and Dad must have heard me because in the days and weeks following the accident,he had second thoughts about leaving my body in the roadside grave. It so happened that his sister was going out to Montana to visit a friend in Feb 2001 and by amazing coincidence this friend lived near the site of the accident. They drove out to the rest area near Craig,recovered my body,and had me cremated at the nearby Lewis and Clark Humane Society in Helena----the same shelter where Dad adopted my brother Smiley.
Butch (Doggie Angel)