Some of you may remember that I said I was looking for a dog a while back.
Well, we found him, and he was dead. He'd been dead for a long time. He was shot by a hunter, twice. While that's sad, that's not the saddest part.
Him and another dog were doggy BFFs. There's a boxer that comes down to this house all the time and it came down here to play and hang out with the dead dog.
For a while now she's been trying to lead us to his dead body and we hadn't figured it out. She'd run up and bark and then try to run back into the forest, towards where he was found, trying to get us to follow.
It's thought that she's been down there laying by his dead body.
She also sometimes just sits there and howls mournfully. There's also a bed in the garage where he slept. She sleeps there all the time now.
And sometimes she still tries to get us to follow her down to the woods. I guess she doesn't know we found him.
This wasn't exactly my dog, so I'm probably not as sad about it as I should be. I liked that dog but he wasn't..mine, and all... But I feel sorry for the boxer.
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