Emma Jo Mallet died this morning shortly before nine. It was very peaceful. A kind Wisconsin Veterinarian came to our home and put my favorite brown-eyed girl to sleep. She hated going to the veterinarian's office more than anything. We didn't want to say goodbye to her in a freshly-scrubbed examining room furnished with an uncomfortable metal table. We wanted to say goodbye to her in the king size bed she shared with us each night. There was no stress nor fear for our girl this morning. Her mommy held her and stroked the soft fur on her oversized ears as the good doctor gave her an overdose of anesthetic.
Emma was the most beautiful South Carolina Squirrel Dog in the world. We called her a South Carolina Squirrel Dog because she came from a shelter in Greenville and loved to chase squirrels. She was too kind, loving and loyal to be referred to as a mutt. For 13 years she was my wife's constant companion. For ten years, she was my best friend.
I met Emma in 1998 when my wife and I first started dating. My relationship with Karen was touch and go at first. But Emma and I fell in love immediately. Emma needed a big dumb guy to run with. I needed a loyal dog to keep me on course. Even when Karen and I had our occassional breakups, Emma and I continued to spend time together. Whenever Karen took a trip, Emma stayed with her big dumb guy. She had the most unusual ability to look into my eyes as if she understood whatever dopey story I was telling her. She loved to ride with me in my wreck of a Honda Civic and fill it with big tufts of her blonde hair. She was the perfect fishing partner, always willing to watch the rods if I ran inside to get a cold beer and a milkbone. Until she was 11 years old, she could still run 3 miles with me and would spin in circles whenever she saw me putting my running shoes on. She was very tolerant of my career in Philadelphia television, playing whatever role was required of her on the Ten O'Clock News or Good Day Philadelphia. Ultimately she proved herself to be the quintessential morning dog and became as well-known to the Good Day audience as some of the many human participants who have come and gone.
Emma's days were happy til nearly the end. It was only this weekend that she became so weak and tired. Karen and I took turns carrying her up and down the stairs of our old Wisconsin home. This morning when Karen and I awoke, she was still curled up like a butterball on the bed between us, but she was unable to standup. It was time. I had really hoped old Emma would share the upcoming cold Wisconsin nights with us. We still have our sweet, stinky wolf: Kubla. But Emma Jo will always be my first best friend.
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I'm just a guy who loves to ride horses. I used to work at Fox 29 before relocating to Wisconsin. This is a picture of me with Afleet Alex who won the Preakness and Belmont Stakes and became 3 year old champion in 2005
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