BLACK BEAR GREAT DANES
I had been in my new home in the woods in Northern Wisconsin for one month when my house burned down. I lost every thing but the clothes I was wearing. That I could cope with. What I couldn't cope with was the loss of Spaz,Myrtle and Hughie. I wished I had gone with them.
Wiz was so much fun but a little odd. He loved to eat insulation, cement chunks, rocks, all the
bad stuff. If I gave him chew toys or a ball he would bury it. I am sure
the woods around my home still hold many of his treasures. Wiz died one
evening as I walked in the door. He started to jump up, then collapsed and died.
I am sure it was his heart. He was only
one year old. I will always remember him running through the woods, his
pink blanket clenched in his teeth and streaming behind him.
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