Today I would like to pay tribute to a dogger I never knew. His name was Hoodoo and he was my brofurr, Earle's littermate. I never knew Hoodoo cuz he lived here long before I was even born and he died very young. In fact he died six years ago today, sort of. He died on February 29, 2004, but there is no February 29 this year! Mom says Hoodoo was a trickster and he probably thinks that's a bit funny! Hoodoo was a happy, healthy dogger. Mom didn't know anything was wrong with him until he had a huge stroke in the middle of the night. Our Dr. Rick couldn't do nothing to save Hoodoo. He was just four and a half years old when he went to the bridge.Handsome, wasn't he? This is the last picture Mom ever got to take of Hoodoo, just a couple days before he had to go.
Hoodoo was my humans very first rescue dog. They got him when he was nine months old. He didn't know his name, how to sit, nothing. All Hoodoo knew was being tied up and ignored. What a sad life for a puppy! I can kinda relate...when I got picked up by the dog cops I was dragging a rope that I chewed right through!
When my humans moved to the Yukon, they brought Hoodoo with them! Hoodoo had a happy life from then on. He was a silly dog, who liked to play tricks, dig holes and run around. He liked to snuggle with Mom and was a better couch dog than a sled dog! He made my Mom laugh all the time. She really misses him even after all these years.
I'm sorry I never got to meet Hoodoo. I am sure we would have been good buddies! But I am glad Hoodoo came here. He showed my humans what good dogs rescued dogs can be! He taught them about how we forgive and try again, don't hold grudges about the bad things that happened to us before and how happy we are to get a chance to have a nice, safe home. A whole lotta dogs, including me, have benefitted from what Hoodoo taught my humans!
Thanks, Hoodoo! You are missed and loved around here!
Tehya, the rescued babydog