Fisher

As we were getting around yesterday morning and preparing to leave my parent's house, we got a call from our veternarian that our lab Fisher had died. We were shocked. Apparently, he suffered a gastric torsion and died suddenly. Gastric torsions are common in labs but we weren't prepared to have him leave us quite yet.

Fisher was a handlful of a dog, he tore up more things than I even care to mention. He was full of energy and loved to play fetch with his tennis ball until he would almost collapse. We would have to hide the ball to get him to stop. He and Brice were buddies and they loved to play outside together. He was a big ol' blockhead, but he was our big ol' blockhead and we loved him very much and we miss him. Luckily, Brice is young enough that he really doesn't know what happened and hasn't looked for him. He still has our old dog Maggie and even though she's 10 years old, she is very patient with him and lets Brice walk his dinosaurs all over her while she is just trying to lay around and rest.

If you're in my family, you love dogs. We've even cried over each other's dogs. We'll miss Fisher and we're thankful he was with us for six years.