On Friday we went up Logan Canyon to Card Canyon to go camping with my mom, husband Sam, and my brother Colby. When we got up there we found that we forgot to get plates so Dan and I went back to town. When we returned back to camp we were told the BAD NEWS :(. Braxton (our puppy) had went down to the highway and was ran over. We were about half a mile away from the highway, we're not sure if he came looking for Dan and I or was chasing something and got lost. It was such a shock to us, we never thought or expected this to happen especially since we've been camping so many times before. They were able to get him off the road and bring him back to camp. He looked like he was sleeping, it was good to say our good bye. We buried him at our camp site, where he would want to be. It has made us realize how fast things can happen and has made us realize to not take anything for granted, live every moment to its fullest. It is crazy how much he meant to us. We miss him so much, he brought so much joy to our lives. The house and garage is so lonely. At least we have our memories. Some of the things he loved and would do: tennis balls, frisbee, rocks, hated baths and to get shaved, but he loved to play at the beach and in the river, he would play hide and seek with Dan, chase us around the island, scratch the door and/or whine when he was done with being outside, would stare at the counter and expect/wait for food to fall off, when told go to bed he would run down the stairs and sit in his mushroom chair, bones, his family, camping, snowballs, tubing, he would give you five; roll over; sit; lay. He was the best dog ever, yeah he had his moments when he wouldn't listen but for the most part he was a very good dog. He was like our kid, our first. He didn't even get to live his life he was only 3 yrs old, but I am glad we were doing something he loved. He is very missed, and will always have a place in our family. Thanks Brax for all of the good memories!
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