Millercreek DG's Last Chance
aka
HRCH MCK's Golden Chance

9/6/90-5/21/04

Chance died at home today, with me holding his head and telling him how much he was loved. He didn't suffer, and there was no vet with a needle - it was just his time to go. I didn't tell him how lost I was going to be without him. His coat was almost white - no longer the glistening red - the one that some people thought I sprinkled gold dust on. But even as he died, I saw the puppy, the vivacious youngster, and the mature male that he had been. He couldn't hear a word I said, but the heart doesn't need words to hear.

I picked him out the minute he was born. He was the reddest male, and when he arrived in the world, I said this was the one. I even had his name picked out (for those who don't know, the DG stands for Damned Golden - one of Miller's favorite phrases at the time). But he was anything but. Chance was a teaching dog - I learned about hunting tests, I learned about e-collars, I learned about handling. Ane he was kind enough to forgive me all the mistakes I made and start over from scratch. Chance was a training dog - many of my clients learned how to work obedience using Chance. Many of them learned about gun dogs and handling by practicing with Chance.

He was a hunting dog - the first time I dove hunted was Chance's first time, too. Until Miller finally took pity on him and shot a dove, Chance thought hunting was a longggggg sit stay with lots of no birds! We went duck hunting at Somerville one year and he was so covered with cockleburrs that I had to shave him - but he refused to be left behind the next morning.

Chance was a goodwill ambasador - there was never a place he lived that kids didn't come over to ask if Chance could come out and play. He got along with cats, dogs, puppies and even ducks. As a youngster he used to come with me to feed the ducks morning and night. He'd swim amidst all the ducks at Miller's and never harmed a one. He helped me raise many a puppy.

I was always so proud of Chance, he was many things to me, but most of all he was my best friend. Perhaps, my best friend and I will meet again someday........

Lisa Trudell