ColoradoBob
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My wife went camping with some friends over the weekend. She took Annie, the Llewellin setter in my avatar. Anyways everything was normal on Friday. She fed her on Friday evening. Saturday morning Annie wasn't interested in breakfast. She just wanted to drink some water. She laid around most of the day---not wanting to hike or walk much-----it was raining so they stayed around camp most of the day. Annie bloated & died Saturday nite. I'm thinking a twisted gut. Man it sure is sad & lonely at the house now. Annie was 9 1/2 years old. She was a bucket list item for me. I always wanted to shoot grouse & pheasants over a good pointing dog. Damn pollen---my eyes all misty now. Bob