After 14 years of being the best dog I have ever had the pleasure to know and love, my dog Crash has passed away. His mind and heart were good, but his body slowly withered away; so to spare him any more pain, we made the difficult decision to put him down. He was surrounded by his family and left the world with grace and dignity. I spent the weekend grieving, and though I still miss him (and will always miss him), I feel happy to have had the great fortune of sharing my life with him.
Over the years I drew him a lot, and at least once put him in In Contempt.
It’s funny how often owners supply voices for their pets. Certainly it’s a form of anthropomorphism, but it’s also a process of getting more in tune with your pet’s personality and translating their intentions. Crash was a very sweet-natured, innocent fellow, so I could imagine him responding to the wider world with alarm and concern, but without cynicism. I had been tempted to create a comic strip series of our relationship, contrasting my grumpiness with his more childlike take on the world. This strip was the sole result.
So long, Crash, it’s been good to know ya.