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Our Dog, Chance

Our collie, Chance, passed away this morning. He had been having some health problems for several months now, but went downhill quickly last night. We aren't sure what happened, but we're thankful that he didn't have to suffer long. Aaron was spared the task of euthanizing him since he went on his own.

I just want to say a couple of things about him, so for those of you who don't believe dogs are family members, you may want to stop reading now. For anyone who has ever had a four-legged furry best friend, you'll understand.

We adopted Chance when he was 4 years old from a rescue group. He fit into our family and into our lives instantly. I have about a million good memories about him and so many happy times we spent together. He was the most loving and friendly dog I'd ever been around. People would always stop us and want to pet him when we walked him because he looked like "Lassie". I personally think he was way better than Lassie... :)

Aaron, thank you so much for taking such good care of Chance. He lived the healthiest, happiest life possible because of your extraordinary vet care. I'm so sorry he's gone, but I know you did everything possible to keep him here with us.

Chance, we are so thankful for the 6 years you spent with us. You were the most beautiful dog I'd ever seen and by far the kindest. You never met a stranger and were loved by all who met you. Your sweet, playful personality could bring a smile to my face even on the toughest of days. (One of the reasons I really need you here now). I can't thank you enough for the love you brought into my life. We will miss you so much. The backyard is never going to be the same again.

I'm posting a picture of Chance with our other big dog, Evie. They were best friends and she is already missing him...

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  1. KandiceJuly 20, 2009 at 7:20 PM

    Amber- I'm so sorry!! Gosh I just want to come give you a big hug right now. It's been a tough rode for you guys lately. Let's hope God is gearing you up for something big. You guys are in my prayers.

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  2. emilyJuly 20, 2009 at 9:27 PM

    Good bye chance

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  3. JessJuly 20, 2009 at 11:27 PM

    BIG SOBS! I'm a blubbering mess reading this! I can only imagine how much you are missing Chance right now! Big hugs to you, Aaron and Evie!

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