- Sep 1, 2008
10 years ago I drove to the Vermont border to pick up Clarence, a young EE rooster. My old man passed today - he was probably 12 or so. The name suited him; he was my other dog, easy going and friendly, liked to be picked up and get scratches. He faithfully shepherded various flocks in that time. This past year he started showing some creakiness, a bit gimpy, a bit slower, favoring a lower roosting spot. Glad I had a chance to give him a last hug - I will miss him.