Miles Davis Coleman turned 14 years old today....that would be 98 in dog years. He's had 6 months to live for the last ten years. Somehow this dog has survived and retreived more birds, and squeaked more in a blind than any other dog that I have known. Anyone that ever hunted over him would say that he was OK, but that was when he could see and hear. No matter what the conditions, he was a hunter, a great companion, and a friend.
He's survived forestry, pipelining, and everything else. A good dog is hard to find, and Miles has set a high bar. Cheers to you Miles!!!!
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Don't forget that it was also Selma's birthday - observed.
I wonder if, in his senility, he remembers the glory days back in Paxson...getting stuffed headfirst into the trashcan and kicked across the room after pulling all the McSuck wrappers out, having his extra skin on his neck pulled over his head, the Schmitt(RIP), hanging off of him while fetching in the backyard..stretching out the neck skin even more, duck hunting almost every day(squeak) and even the occasional contact high...hmmmm. Yep, he's had it good.
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