I picked Cody up at our valley shelter in spring of 2012. The bottom photo reflects his imperfection and shelterness that made him so appealing.
We lost Cash my JRT that spring while I was in California and Steve had him in Idaho. Cash had taken to wandering in morning (we let him :( ) and chose to head south on 75 where he was hit and killed. I was powerless to do anything in California. I was furious, desperate and inconsolable. We never found his body, my friend Susan saw it briefly driving by and called me. We only saw some blood on side of highway.,
I had the pleasure of his company every day and night for almost 3 years.
Last Thurs morning in Ramona, Cal., I heard the coyotes yipping about 5AM. The yipping attracts domestic dogs like a magnet. I was awake with a cough and writing a song called "In the Alley in the Rain" the darkest darn song I ever wrote. I let Cody and Steve's little Lux out about 6. It was the light between the darkness and the dawn. I continue writing, absorbed in the darn song figuring they will come in like they always do. Then I hear Steve's JRT, Lux barking furiously, I call them. She comes, Cody doesn't. He comes eventually and I say "great Code, your here". He lay at my feet. Upon examination I find punctures, staggering etc. Steve took him to vet. He was in ICU all day. Had a damaged trachea, lung and God knows what else. We brought him home to our trailer that night with fluids still running under watchful care of Steve. He died about 9PM while I was reading a book right next to him.
Like Victor, my Mexican friend said in Spanish, "He was your right arm."
Cody I sure miss you.