Duncans Gone

I'm new to this site but I have to say that this has me crying my eyes out, I feel so badly for you and cannot begin to imagine how you must feel at the loss of your dear Duncan. God bless you both! [sm=angel.gif] You'll both be together again one day, that will be my only consolance when my Harley makes his trip to the Rainbow Bridge.

Randall--I'm so sorry about Duncan.  I always admired that picture and I'm glad it will still be up.  Rest in peace, good dog.

I'm also so very sorry for your loss.  Having lost my little girl 6 months ago and still mourning for her, I can understand your grief.  You're in my thoughts and prayers.

Run Free, Duncan [sm=angel.gif]

Today I planted 40 daffodil bulbs on his grave, as a memorial.

Since daffodils are perenials, they will outlast me!

50 years from now someone will wonder why somebody planted all of those flowers in a 2' x 4' rectangle, in such a weird spot in the yard.

Randall, I'm so sorry for your loss.  You've been honoring Duncan beautifully by your words here and your gestures on his behalf.  The daffodils will be a lovely sight in the spring, and they are great naturalizers -- they'll spread on their own, so in many years you'll have a meadow of bright colors to make you smile and light up Duncan's eyes when he looks in on you.  Take care.

I'm just now seeing this. Randall, I'm so sorry. My thoughts and prayers will be with you. Run fast and free dear Duncan.

I belive I have obtained closure now.

My and Duncan's bond happend because we had so much interaction.

Even though he had webbed feet and a rudder-like tail, I had to coax him into the pond on our property. I tossed a stick two feet into the water, not too threatening, so he wou retrieve it. Then four feet out. Soon he was swimming in deep water over his head and he loved it! He would swim out as far as I could throw a stick, until I got tiired. He never got tired.

Another game we played was my daughter would hold him, and I would run into the woods about half a mile. I would call her on her cell phone, she would release him, and he could find me in about 2 minutes.

When I weigh the six wonderful years we had versus the days of unspeakable grief and agony, I know that, yes, it was worth it.

Thank you all.

Randall

 Randall,  I'm so sorry you lost Duncan, but at least he gave you the gift of feeling the wonderful joy of loving a dog. I feel sad that you owned so many dogs before finding one that could touch your heart; he must have been very special. Run free sweet Duncan; [sm=angel.gif]

ORIGINAL: jessies_mom

 Randall,  I'm so sorry you lost Duncan, but at least he gave you the gift of feeling the wonderful joy of loving a dog. I feel sad that you owned so many dogs before finding one that could touch your heart; he must have been very special. Run free sweet Duncan; [sm=angel.gif]

Yes, he was special.

You know, training dogs takes repitition and treats or praise, but if he REALLY liked somthing, it took no training. For example, I live in the country, deep in the woods and in NC we have "outside" dogs which he was. One time, I said " do you want to come inside?" He ran up to the door and waited for me to open it I had never trained that behavior or allowed him inside. He entered and he stayed in all night. This happened many times.

I never taught him to ride in my truck, but when I said "do you want to go for a ride?" he ran to the tailgate and waited for me to open it.

I have another "outside" dog, Bay, a female lab/chow mix. I couldn't find her, so I said to
Duncan, " Where's Bay?, Go find Bay" He ran staight to to her. She was in the woods about 50 yards away, treeing a squirrel.

It was like he actually understood English. That impressed me.

It sounds like he was very smart; he must have loved the freedom of running in the woods. I've seen Bay's picture and she's beautiful.