Farewell, Bourbon

My next door neighbor Bourbon crossed the Rainbow Bridge last week. He was pushing 16, so it wasn’t unexpected and he had become frail in the past few weeks. He looked to be part Rhodesian Ridgeback with some hound and shepherd thrown in the mix. He was an all around, very cool dog.



Bourbon and his humans moved in next door around 2007, I think. One of the first things I noticed, he was rarely on a leash. Carlin would be working in the yard and he would lie patiently under a tree and watch her. He’d hang out in the backyard while they cooked out and would occasionally score a burger off the grill. That’s not to say he didn’t take off every now and again. Last October, he left one Saturday night and took a dip in the lake (actually a large pond, but they call it a “lake”). He always came home.



It’s hard to lose your dog. Next Wednesday will be 4 years since I lost Zoe and it’s been 2.5 years since I lost Dudley. I knew after I lost Dudley that I needed to wait about a year before I got another dog. I never thought I’d love a dog like a did Dudley. I loved my Z-Queen, but I luh-huh-huh-ved my sweet baby Dudley.

Yesterday after burying his blueberry dipped cow ear.

Yesterday after burying his blueberry dipped cow ear.

Along comes Louie. He is very different from both Dudley and Zoe. He looks a bit like Zoe with the sweet hound face, but she was an excitable mess, while he is almost a Zen master. Louie is most demanding about scratching his ears and the occasional full body massage, but is content to go hang out in the bedroom by himself. Dudley loved an ear scratch, but scratching right above the base of his tail made him dance. He never left me alone in a room for more than a couple of minutes. I might love Louie a little differently than I did Dudley and Zoe, but I certainly love him as much as I did those two. Bourbon, everyone loved you. We will mourn you and miss you and that’s more than I can say about some people. I hope Dudley and Zoe greeted you and we’ll take extra care of Kenzie who misses you very much.

Miss you ZoZo!

Miss you ZoZo!

Often attributed to Theodor Geisel aka Dr. Seuss, but no one seems to know where or when he said it . . .

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”

About Shoeful of Drool

I lived with a golden retriever/German shepherd mix named Dudley. Dudley was a rescue from Hurricane Floyd and he lived with me from October 1999 until he passed away in December 2012. In January 2001, Zoe a black & tan hound mix came to live with us until she died in June 2011. I truly believe having dogs has made me a better person. Every single day these dogs still give me something to laugh about and I hope by sharing these stories you can laugh, too.
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2 Responses to Farewell, Bourbon

  1. mrpipponders says:

    Bless the dear creatures: much loved and much missed! Pip

  2. For as long as I live, I will never understand why our faithful four-legged companions cannot be with us forever . . . except that if they could we would never have the opportunity to open our hearts and homes to our new and much-loved faithful four-legged companions. And then you never would have met Louie and I never would have met Harper Lee. My heart breaks for Bourbon’s family, but it’s also filled with the hope that one day they will be able to share their love with a new dog.

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