It's not fair

Last night a great dog died. Tag was only 6 years old. He was an accomplished agility dog- one that you would always stop to watch on course. The barking could be heard for miles, the slam of the teeter, you could feel the excitement. He loved agility, as much as he loved life. From the time he was a baby, until the day he died Tag did everything with gusto and heart. You couldn't ask for a better working dog. He was a great teacher- for his mom, and for us as instructors. Tag was a challenge.

Tag grew up in Go Dog Go. He was in our first puppy foundations class. He pee'd on my foot that first night in class and continued to do so until the very end. Every time he would greet me he'd jump up for a hug and pee... I got a final hug (and a pee) last night, and told him what a good boy he was, and that I loved him.

Lately he hadn't been himself, mysterious weight loss, muscle loss. Ongoing issues, with no answers.  Finally, some answers but too little too late. Tag went into organ failure and was put to rest in his Mom's arms. It's a devastating loss, but so suddenly, and with such a young dog is even worse. The heartache his family is feeling is indescribable.

He will be so missed. He was one of the best. And had a huge fan club. I loved that dog, and am so lucky to have been able to be part of his circle of friends. He leaves a big hole in everyones hearts.

 Rest in Peace Taggy.

*photo by Sarah Novak