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Mocha
We found Mocha in our backyard late one night as a very young pup,
unable to eat on his own, his eyes were barely open. The only thing
we can figure out is someone dumped him in our yard in the middle of
the night. Mokie, as we called him, became a much loved and
respected member of our family. For the next 18 years, Mokie and I
traveled and explored the mountains and trails from Washington to
Montana. He even went to work with me everyday. We were almost
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On one of our outings, Mokie treed a Momma Bear and her Cub. Of
course being a youngster, he wouldn't come back to me so I had to
crawl under that "bear-filled" tree and pull him out. Another time,
Mokie and I spent a night on a Montana mountain top where we
witnessed one of the most violent thunder and lightening storms I
have ever seen. Mokie stayed calm and slept thru it while I stayed
up all night. Mokie loved the mountains, camping, campfires and he
especially loved the snow. You could write a book on our time
together. They were times we thought would never end.
Mokie was one tough dog. He survived a kick to the head by a horse
and almost lost his eye sight. He survived a serious attack of
pancreatitis and had to be on a very strict diet. But thanks to the
skill of Dr. Mitchell and his staff at Longview Ocean Beach Animal
Hospital, they were able to pull him thru.
Unfortunately, the years caught up with Mokie and I had to make the
difficult decision.
The following verse was read for Mokie at his burial:
"At this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty
without vanity, strength without arrogance, courage without
ferocity, and all the virtues of man without his vices. This praise,
which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes is
but a Just Tribute to the Memory of Mokie, my best friend. My dog."
With Love and Respect, we'll never forget you, Mokie.
My Best Friend.
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