by Janice Coville
Chance was only a year and a half old, but he gave us memories that will be cherished forever. He was half blond lab, half golden retreiver, 80 pounds of solid muscle and never ending energy. He loved his ball, and we buried it with him on the road to the pond, which he loved so well. He went suddenly, he never felt a thing, mommie had always told him never go in the road, and he never did, except for Friday, I guess he felt his job with us had been accomplished. He was so smart, we had planned to find a volunteer service after the first of the year so that maybe he could help others like he had helped us. God must have needed his help most. Goodbye Chance, Mommie and Daddy love you.