Corky sadly died just a couple of weeks before her sixteenth birthday. There was not a day in those almost sixteen years that I did not feel grateful to share life with her.
Last year Big Mo died at fifteen and a half and again my heart was broken.
Both Corky and Big Mo took up nosework in their last few years. They thoroughly enjoyed this newer sport which is tailored made for oldster dogs to keep having fun.
Woot and Prima at twelve are now participating in nosework as well. We are having a great time and they are enjoying some success as had the older girls.