Man I just hate to write this, probably one of the toughest things to do. Friday we lost my best friend Rusty. He had been going downhill for a couple years now and we really didn’t think he was going to make it through the summer of 2020. He kept pushing though and kept saying it wasn’t his time. One of his favorite things to do was to go and lay in the grass next to me while I shot my bow during the summer. This past summer he only came out a couple times so I knew it wouldn’t be much longer.
Rusty did everything with us and boy did he love his trips to Ohio. Finding shed antlers, walking in the stream, walking from one end of the farm and back he did everything with me. He had the kindest soul of any animal I have ever had the opportunity to be with. You always hear people say their pet was so much a part of their family. Rusty was so much more than that to ours. It’s just so hard to even write this.
Go find those antlers in heaven Rusty until I get there one day to find them with you.