
Dusty had so
many “kudos” to his short life. Yes, he was BOW at
the 1999 GDCA National Specialty in
He was as large as life 39” at the withers and a heart to match his stature. He knew no strangers. The first time he met a kitty which was laying on a counter top, he went up to it and gave him one of his wispy kisses. And then the first time he met cows….he came flying across the field to see these large black objects that attracted him and whoa…….put his brakes on when he realized that the black objects moved and his rear legs completely came off the ground.
And how gently he could be around dogs and puppies who were a fraction of his size.
This is the Dusty I will miss. The soft kisses and little “ski-hop” he would do when I got home. His excitement when he thought he was going for a ride. How gently and sweet he greeted visitors. How he gently backed up and sat on their laps, including my grandson.
Until we are together again, be free, free of pain my sweet baby boy, my sweet angel.