Webster

My cousin's adorable little dog, Webster, died this past week. Webster was such a cute little thing. I don't know what breed he was, but he was just a cute tiny little thing. In his life he's faced a challenge or two.

A few years ago, little Webster was out in his back yard, minding his own business. Along comes a coyote, nabs Webster by the nap of his neck and the race was on. My cousin, Kevin, was running and screaming and the coyote was running and shaking Webster as hard as he could. The coyote gave up and let Webster go. Poor little dog was scared half to death, but he was okay.

So a short time later Kevin had the little guy out in the back yard again, but this time he was on a leash. It's a good thing he was on a leash because down swooped an Eagle.... grabbed Webster in his claws and tried to fly off with the little dog. Kevin was hanging on for all he was worth. You can imagine there was some screaming and major commotion during the whole incident.

I remember the next few times I saw Webster, he was sitting on Kevin's lap, trembling from head to toe the entire time.

 

Shortly after I took these photos of Kevin (my cousin - not my hubby) at work, he was in a serious accident. That machine slid down a hill with him inside.  He was hurt pretty bad and was bedfast for awhile. Webster was his constant companion... always at his side. That little dog will be missed.