|Project by griph0n||posted 09-02-2011 02:47 AM||2391 views||1 time favorited||31 comments|
Chester is gone. Hit by a car. He was out on his morning walk with Joy and her friends. Joy crossed the street with him and took him off the leash so he could run into the bush with the other dogs. He spotted some thing and ran back onto the street and was hit by a car. He ran back to Joy, to where he was safe, and died in her arms. Miss him terribly.
We snatched him from death, two days before the city was going to put him down. He paid us back infinitely, a sweeter dog you will never meet, but he had to go I guess.
You should have met him. He was a bad dog, a street dog. He started uncountable fights with other dogs. He was the best dog…ever.
Took along time to build the box. Used the birdseye from our old family table. I resawed ALOT of it and just stared. Was a bit blurry as I pushed the saws and planes.