A Summer Day

I am blipping this Friday photo on Saturday morning. I drove home after our game last night because Kirby is dying. He's been a great friend and companion, a gentle adventurous warrior, but now he's tired and worn out, and he's ready to go home.

It's so hard to say goodbye, but the years he shared himself with us have been the best of my life. We are comforted knowing he won't suffer any longer and and that he lived one hell of a good life.


This picture is on my bulletin board at school. It was taken on the Deschutes River a few years ago. We thought those warm days would last forever, but nothing does. Safe journeys, Kirby. Thanks for the adventure.