Hazel lost her big boy, Val, early this week. He was a rescue Greyhound, 11 1/2 years old, and was the sweetest big dog. He was favoring his foot and when Hazel checked, she found a mass. She took him to the Vet that afternoon, and he was diagnosed with advanced bone cancer. Hazel made the hard decision to have him put down and release him from his pain.
Of course Hazel is devastated, and her other Greyhound, Fleur who is 9 years old, misses Val, too. Hazel has had Val since he was 4 and she got Fleur soon after, so they have had a good run together. These two gentle giants have had a pretty exciting life since they hooked up with Hazel, traveling all over with her in her Class A motor home.
Following are some of the photos I've taken of them all:
I'll miss Val, along with everyone else who ever petted his long, beautiful nose. He was one of the sweetest, best behaved dogs I've ever known. I still tear up when I think about him. Rest in Peace, Sweet Boy.
On a lighter note, I want to show you some photos of a little camper who was riding bikes with her big sister and her dad. They were here for a few days, and I so enjoyed watching her "ride" her bike past The Palms. This little girl must have strong legs and a determined spirit, because she pretty much kept up with sis and dad.
Yesterday some of the horses from that herd were up here across the field from us, and the foal was with them. I got some good photos of the little cutie. She's really a beauty. She is still stumbling around a bit, but has so much energy - when she walks alongside her mom, she just hops and jumps and bounces. Katie and I walked over closer to them to see them up close.