Kiteboarding killed my doggy :(
Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 3:28 pm
I have some sad news to share with my foil fam.
Last week, my dog drowned while out on the water with me.
She was a 4 year old blue healer / brittany spaniel, name Sadie.
She was my little girl and best bud.
We'd go everywhere together, but her favorite place was near the water, ocean or river.
Every time I'd go out for a sesh, she'd follow till I scolded her back. Last year I taught her to save me. If she was on the beach, she would run along the shore, following me, always knowing which kite was mine.
Last week, when I lost my board and took a while to find it, I noticed she was right there with me. We were 30' upstream from a line of anchored barges, so when I got my board I quickly worked my way out of the wind shadow and back to my launch.......................Sadie never returned.
That dog would hop up and sit next to me on a log, if that's where I was. She would even follow me back and forth as I would cut the grass at my house. She never had to be on a leash, and she always did what she was told.
A part of me died last week. I looked for 3 hours for her body, but never found it. I was on an island on the swift side of a bend in the Columbia River, and she had about 3 miles of beach, to swim back 20 yards to shore, then run back to me (like she always did). She never showed up.
Peace out, guys ;(
Last week, my dog drowned while out on the water with me.
She was a 4 year old blue healer / brittany spaniel, name Sadie.
She was my little girl and best bud.
We'd go everywhere together, but her favorite place was near the water, ocean or river.
Every time I'd go out for a sesh, she'd follow till I scolded her back. Last year I taught her to save me. If she was on the beach, she would run along the shore, following me, always knowing which kite was mine.
Last week, when I lost my board and took a while to find it, I noticed she was right there with me. We were 30' upstream from a line of anchored barges, so when I got my board I quickly worked my way out of the wind shadow and back to my launch.......................Sadie never returned.
That dog would hop up and sit next to me on a log, if that's where I was. She would even follow me back and forth as I would cut the grass at my house. She never had to be on a leash, and she always did what she was told.
A part of me died last week. I looked for 3 hours for her body, but never found it. I was on an island on the swift side of a bend in the Columbia River, and she had about 3 miles of beach, to swim back 20 yards to shore, then run back to me (like she always did). She never showed up.
Peace out, guys ;(