The Lou Dog

Our family dog Sakett (a.k.a. Sakalou) passed away last Thursday. He had thyroid cancer, so we knew it was coming, but it was still awful. 

Cole bought Sak for me for our first Valentine's Day as a married couple. We've had him almost 12 years. I wish I could find a picture of him as a puppy, because he was the cutest puppy ever. He was also the WORST puppy ever. I think husky puppies have to be extra cute because they're extra naughty.

 He's been on road trips to Oregon and California with us, on a zillion camping trips, and the two of us have run hundreds of miles together.

We had a funeral for him and buried him in the backyard. Tukk cried and needed lots of time with Kenny (his blankie) that day. He just kept saying, "I'm so sad that Sakawou died. I wish we can keep him."

 Caulder didn't have much of a reaction during the funeral, but a few minutes later he came running up to me, threw his arms around me, and sobbed. I held him for 10 minutes while he cried. It just about killed Cole and me, because Caulder practically never cries, and he NEVER wants to be held. I'd post a picture of him being sad but it would literally break your heart.

Sakalou spent 90% of his life getting in trouble. Just like my kids. Must be why he felt like such a big part of our family. Rest in peace, you old mutt.