08/28/2026
Today was the first, the only, and the last day that Tanks did not lead us in doing chores. Instead, he chose to watch from the deck as the sun came up. Of course, in true Tanks fashion, he did muster up the energy to come to the barn as I was finishing up to make sure everyone was in their place and I closed all the gates. Bless his heart.
It was just 16 days ago he was diagnosed with liver cancer. He quit eating yesterday, so he peacefully crossed the rainbow bridge this morning. We weren’t quite ready, but he was.
He was only 11, but lived life to the fullest, rarely walking anywhere he went. He was always moving at Mach 10; putting squirrels up trees, hunting mice & gophers, dragging every stick he could find into the yard, and of course, patrolling the horse pastures. At night you’d find him lying quietly on, or under, our feet, then on, across, or next to the bed. God, he’s going to be missed. 💔😭
