Melvin Dec 28, 1996 - Feb. 21, 2011

I Am

I am Mel

I wonder when duck hunting season starts
I hear ducks quacking, guns being fired and you yelling ‘back’ and good girl!
I see you loading your guns, and using your goose flutes and duck calls.
I love to hear you say ‘Mark’ and wait for ducks to fall from the sky

I am Mel

I pretend we can go hunting every day
I feel the comfort of the couch and your hands petting me while you are talking to me
I touch your heart when I sleep on the end of your bed
I worry that you won't take me for a truck ride
I see you wearing camo
I love being a part of your best childhood memories

I am Mel

I understand that your love for me is forever
I say nothing is better than being with all 4 of my boys
I see you sleeping in the truck, in the duckblind, and in the boat
I dream of retrieving ducks, running in fields and sitting in the duck blind
I try to be the best dog and give you a lifetime of great stories to share
I hope you'll remember me as your butthound, the Melvinator, as ‘oh Da Mel’, Mel-bin, and the puppy that chose you by liking the ice cream off your face
I am Mel