RIP Betty

Man, what a week, yet another summer week of horror. If you are on my email list or follow us on Face Book than you know Betty was killed around midnight Tuesday/Wednesday.

She and Nate were on the highway and a PC Sheriff deputy came up the hill and around the bend and hit her and killed her instantly. he than came up to the house, knocked on the door, woke me out of a sound sleep and asked if I had a black dog because he just hit and killed one. I said yes and hoped it was another black dog. but when he said it was running with a brown dog I knew that it had to be Betty.

Eugene got up and I told him the grim news and we walked down the road with the cop and sure enough, there was her corpse. Eugene picked her body up and took it back to the farm and than we spent the rest of the night unable to sleep much at all.

We spent Wednesday in a state of grief and shock. Eugene dug a big hole and buried her in the morning while I got things harvested and cleaned for the Farm Share folks. We said our good byes and felt really bad about life and both of us cried at times over the loss of our pup.

She was a great dog and died too young. I strongly suspect Nate killed her. That he had been leading her out of the fenced ares via various holes that either he made or have been made by cars running into the fence for months and finally his scheme worked. I say this because he has zero remorse over the whole event and when we have lost other dogs (and cats) he would mourn their departure for weeks. he is not mourning betty one bit and seems very very relieved she is gone. granted she was hard on him physically. She would jump on his back (and she weighed close to 70 pounds), bite and pull on his ears and just be a general PITA to him. Now Nate could have told her enough but for some reason he was always a complete push over around her and never ever disciplined her.

Here is a short video I took of her the Sunday before she died. We were fishing and she was having a ball playing in the and around the pond.