A Sad Day at Our House

During the night last night our dalmatian Logan died. We knew it was coming but it didn't make it any easier. Brent got Logan at the end of 1995 when we were seniors in high school. Logan quickly endeared himself to Brent and his mom and it was clear that he wasn't going to be an outside dog! Logan preferred to either sleep in "his" recliner or with Brent. When Brent wasn't at home he tried to sleep with Karen, but that didn't go over too well. Karen used to work hard on her "city" garden as I called it. Once when I was at there house, she had excitedly picked one green pepper and I think 1 tomato and placed them on the air conditioning unit. A little later one of us realized that Logan had enjoyed the fruits of her labor!! That was the first that we knew, I think, how much he loved vegetables! He especially loved lettuce. When I would make salads he would always anxiously await the pieces that I dropped on the floor. He also LOVED ice from the ice machine in the refrigerator. Once, Brent and I thought that it was a great idea to take Logan to the fireworks. It was fun...until they began! Logan was terrified and Brent had to carry him all the way back up the hill to where the truck was!

When Brent and I got married, Logan quickly adjusted to our new life, but he still felt that he should get to sleep with Brent! That was fine until Nolan came along...then our bed got just too crowded and I finally convinced Brent that we HAD to get a bigger bed. When Brent began working for EMS I did enjoy having Logan to keep me company and keep me from being scared. In the spring and fall, when we had problems with mice in the house, Logan was the one that always "rescued" me from them when Brent wasn't home. He was really good at finding and killing the pests for me! After Nolan was born, I had a little difficulty in keeping up with whose name I was trying to say. For a long time, I called Nolan - Logan and Logan - Nolan. Logan was so curious of Nolan when he was first born. He would get on the recliner and look over to watch me when I was changing Nolan...I guess to make sure that I was doing it right!

Up until about 2 - 3 years ago, Logan was really not very friendly to many people. In fact, he was quite mean to most people and most people were terrified of him. He was just protective of those that he loved!

When Nolan began crawling we had to begin letting Logan stay outside a lot of the time, because we were afraid that he was going to hurt Nolan. By the time Elijah was born, Logan had pretty much become an outdoor dog...whether he liked it or not. Our house just wasn't big enough to accomodate 2 adults, 2 kids, and a large dog.

Logan has really been quite sick for the last couple of years. If you've been to our house, you could tell. Logan lived a good long life and we enjoyed every minute of his time with us. We will always remember the good memories! But Nolan reminded us today that..."it's okay, because all dogs go to heaven".