One day last week I woke up to a devastating blow. My Bloodhound, Clark, had passed during the night. He was in great shape and the night before was totally fine, so it came as a complete suprise to us. He was 9, but was a picture of health. I believe he suffered from bloat(very common in Bloodhounds) that night and went quickly. It is definitey a tough one for our family. He was well loved and liked by all who met him.
He was a gorgeous dog. This photo was taken up at my parents cabin. It should be on a greeting card.
Look at that face! I could get lost in those wrinkles!
This was Clarkie's pack. Our dog Addison(right) passed two years ago...she was also a bloodhound, and was his big sis. She taught him everything he knew. Mayor(center) is a coonhound and is are only dog now. He's having a rough time without Clark. They were inseperable, so I think Mayor will mourn for quite a while.