Our dog, Hank.....

[jdbulldog]

Several years ago our wonderful Collie passed away mid summer. He weighed 90 pounds and it as impossible to hand dig the hard ground for a grave. After a couple of calls I got a friend who was in the dirt business. It was 7 p.m. but he sent a guy with a mini ex. When he arrived I told him to just unload the mini and I would dig the grave. This guy was one rough looking son of a gun...said he was on his way home when my buddy called. He said he wanted to dig the grave. Man he dug the most perfect hole I have ever seen. He turned off the mini and helped me lay our Hank, wrapped in a quilt, into the hole. He then stepped away, removed his hat, and gave my wife, two kids, and myself a few minutes to say our goodbyes. As he covered the grave I went into my house to get some cash for him. Whe I went outside he was putting the mini back onto the flat bed trailer. He got off the mini, secured it, and was about to get into the truck when I stopped him, offering him the cash. He said no way did he want anything. When he looked at me I could tell he had been crying. He told me that 10 days prior he had buried his 14 year old Lab, and he wanted to dig that grave because he knew it could be perfect. He cried as he talked. So did I. He tipped his cap to me and told me he was very sorry for our loss. He then drove away. Six month's later I walked into my friend's shop, found the dude who dug that grave, and gave him a honey baked ham. He shook my hand and then hugged me. He almost crushed me! Only in the South.......