Sir Wheat's Axl Grease

I don't have a lot to say about Axl right now.  He was a ridiculously good dog and his body was just too worn out.  He was born January 11, 2002 and died April 9, 2014 at 8:45 A.M.  It has made me truly sad today and I don't feel much like writing.  So, in lieu of a long drawn out thing I'll share a few of my favorite pics of the old pooch.

The only known picture of a baby Axl  As I sit here and look at it, I realize it is likely this was taken almost twelve years ago on the nose.  

My kids could ride this dog, poke him in the eyes, pull his tail, scream in his ears, and he would be nothing but gentle with them.  Nights at our house would consist of Axl walking from room to room to make sure everyone was ok.  

When you spend all night protecting the castle you've gotta sleep all day.  Life is rough when you're an old dog.

Axl the wetnosed reindog.  

After a hard day swimming at the pond he'd often pass out just like this for about twelve hours.  This dog loved to swim!

He's in enough pain that he doesn't want to eat or drink.  He can't stand without help.  His blood pressure is so low he should already be dead.  He still rolled over right after this picture so that I could rub his belly, which I did.  I'll miss ya buddy.

Posted on April 9, 2014 .