When Wayne and I came to Powell River in 2001 our first friend was John. You can't be friends with John and not love his dog Bro, Brody if you are being formal.
Bro lived a long, well traveled life. If John went anywhere, Bro was always at his side. That ended sadly this month when Bro left this earthly world to go meet his maker.
As Bro would say...
I was living in a shelter on Vancouver Isle,
When John and his family came to visit awhile.
I used my best Black Lab attitude,
And soon enough they were wooed.
We took a ferry ride to Powell River,
to a loving home that would last forever.
During my eighteen years with John,
I've been everywhere, man.
I've been everywhere.
Theodosia
Last Chance
Powell Lake
Mahoney
Goat Lake
Duck Lake
Princess Louisa
Lund
Last Resort
Giovanni
Goat Island
The Head
St. Vincent
Khartoum
Olsen's Landing
The Eldred
Frog Pond
Rupert's Farm
Rainy Day
Useless
Hole in the Wall
Our Float Cabin
And Best of all
My Westview home!
And many more, man.
Many, many more.
I've been everywhere, man.
I've been everywhere.
Thanks John for the best life
a Black Lab named Bro could ever imagine.
I'm so sorry for your loss. We, too, have Labs and know how they live in our hearts. They are always members of the family and terribly missed when they pass over the rainbow bridge.
ReplyDeleteI love that one picture of John and Bro on the snow with the clouds behind them. It looks like Bro's path to heaven. - Margy
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