I took Feather, one of my beagles, out today to try to arrow a hare.
While she was looking for a hare I noticed she wasn't acting right. Short, shallow breaths and she came back to me and stuck close. I knew she must be having a heart attack (she had a bad heart). I picked her up and started carrying her back to the truck.
On the way we jumped a white hare (no snow on the ground). She also saw it and still wanted to give chase. What a trooper!
I of course, would not let her go and continued for the truck.
She died in my arms. Seeing that rabbit was like a sign from above. She got to see a rabbit
2 minutes before she died!
It sure hurts to loose such a close friend!
Mik