Yesterday we lost Grady, our dog. He was just shy of being 15, but it still feels like far too little time. I thought that I'd share with you a little about this crazy weird dog whom we so dearly love.
Grady was quite possibly the least intelligent dog that ever lived, and we all loved him for it. For instance, when we put on hats he would freak out.
He was also deeply loyal. He loved his family so very much.
Grady is known for licking crop circles. What this means is that he would passionately lick the carpet--much to our horror, disgust, amusement--for hours. Nothing could pull him away from his favorite hobby. When he was satisfied with his work he would get up, leaving a "crop circle". Yeah, it was gross, but it was also quirky and we all know that quirky is endearing.
Grady slept every night with my brother Sam. Perhaps this loss will be most acutely felt by my brother. He and Grady have been classic dog and his boy since before Sam can recall.
My dad and Ben would face each other, grab shoulders and yell,"Grady we're fighting". This would send Grady into a frenzy of joyful (loud) barks and jumpy hops in his better days.
When I would come home from college, and later just for a visit from my own place, I would run up and down the hall with Grady as he barked with joy and chased me.
Mom had a rule that he wasn't allowed on the furniture, so he'd wait until she was gone before he would hop up on the couch for an afternoon snooze. When he was younger he would hear her return and carefully get back on the floor before she found him on the couch. Later as he grew deaf he was not so sneaky and finally, near the end he didn't even bother to climb onto the couch. So my sweet mom (who was in the know the whole time) bought him a bed for the floor.
He had many nicknames including, but not limited to: Grad, Bucky, Dooze, Mr. Dooze, Doozie, Nosey Nose, Buck rock, Buck Stack, etc.
Grady was the most simple animal on the planet. He loved his family in a way that was so sweet, loyal, and pure. We will all miss him for the rest of our lives.
Goodbye Grady. I am so thankful that you don't have to be in pain anymore. Thank you for being so weird and wonderful. I love you. See you later.
PS Thanks for reading my blog from beyond the grave.