It was two years ago today and I still miss my sweet chocolate boy. I named him Luther Martin, after Martin Luther King Jr. A hard name to live up to. But, in my mind, he did.
Even as a puppy, he tried to retrieve my eight-year-old daughter out of the pool.
He loved cantaloupe. He knew he was loved.
And when the new “kids” came around, he accepted them, too. 
We took him to our homestead in the Texas Hill Country where you can look far into the distance. I didn’t know it would be his last time. But Luther knew.
Because he stared at the sunset, then into the darkness.
Two years ago yesterday, he celebrated his last Christmas with the family. He ate a full plate of “Christmas”.
Two years ago today, as Luther lay on a pallet at the vet’s office, I fed him two McDonald’s cheeseburgers so he could rise up and meet his sunset.
And so, he did.
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 
Oh, that’s so sad. We have two rescues, and when their time comes, I know I will be beside myself. It’s sounds like Luther had a great life, and that’s the best we can hope for.
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Yes, the price we pay for loving is well worth it.
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Awe this is so sweet.. sorry for your loss but I know he’s in doggy heaven..
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Thank you Angy.
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😊
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Very moving. I lost a dog three years ago around this time, so my thoughts are on the same track.
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Yep, it’s hard.
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Touching and inspiring post. Sure he lived a “full” life with you. Luther Martin- indeed, a name befitting a valiant dog!
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Thank you, Andrei
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You’re very welcome, Carolyn!
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I’m so sorry for your loss. He seems like he was an amazing dog, with a healthy appetite 😉 Such great memories, and a beautiful goodbye.
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Thank you. He hung with us so I hung with him till the end.
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