Game Plan was my Fast Dog. We would play a game where he would zoom around the backyard and I would holler out "Fast Dog" as he bolted to and fro. He loved it. Even today, as I was able to work from home and be with him all day, he tried his hardest to be Fast Dog as he 'raced' to catch two squirrels on his three lanky legs. He had a good day. We started off with some cheese and then brown gravy with his food, he was able to lay outside all day in the nice, warm, sunny weather and was loved on.
One of my favorite stories about Game Plan is of when we had some friends over for Doug's birthday. After the party, Michelle called cracking up. She went on to tell us that her daughter was soooo exited when she left and exclaimed, "they have the cooooolest house mom. They live in a castle* and have a deer that eats dog food!"
He certainly was dear. As Doug said, he was a gentle soul. He will be missed. As I look at his pillow where he should be and isn't, I cry. Goodbye Fast Dog...I love you and miss you.
*We do not live in a castle or anything near it. We do however have a house that has a very steep roof, that maybe in a little girl's eyes she did see a castle and deer that eats dog food.
AND...on a weird side note, as the tears flowed today, I looked down and could see them 'bouncing' off my shirt. I had a dri-fit shirt on and the tears were not soaking into the shirt, these tears were hitting and flying off. Interesting, I thought...good wicking material.