A Long Time Ago

In the late 50's and early 60's I was delivering newspapers for extra money as a kid. One morning I delivered to one of the regular customers and a dog was sitting on the porch, being dark I didn't see the dog sitting on the porch. Well it scared him and when he came to, what I thought was attack me, for scaring him I got off my bike to what I thought protect myself.

 Instead this dog stopped in his tracks and just walked up and brushed against me as a friendly dog would. He was a beautiful Alaskan Husky. The owner of the house came out because she had heard the commotion. I asked if it was her dog and she said "she had never seen the dog before." Guess what the dog followed me home and my parents let me keep him. 

Duke that was the name I gave him, stayed with me for the next fourteen years. I would for years use him as my running partner. Everyone loved the boy. I eventually went in the Marines and off to Vietnam. When I came back it was off to running and spending time with him, three to four miles was nothing for him but I could see that time was catching up to him. In the seventies after I got married my folks were still keeping him at home. 

One day I came over to see my folks and of course Duke. But my mother informed me that he had been sick. They had taken him to vet and found out that he had cancer and should be put to sleep. One of the hardest things in my life was coming up. I had to have him put to sleep. 

I took him to the vet and asked to let me take him home after the deed was done. I just wanted to bury him in our backyard. The vet could see that I was hurting and allowed me too. So he is buried in the back yard. 

The real irony to this is that when my mother passed away a few years ago she left me the house. It took two years to restore the house, and I decided after all that work why not just move back. 

The problem now is that now I wake up in the middle of the night thinking that I have forgotten to feed Duke. Now after nearly forty years I still miss that dog, my friend. 
rjw62 rjw62
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1 Response Feb 27, 2012

:( I'm sorry for your loss