09/26/2026
People will say that you get the dog you need.
Morrison was the dog we needed, when we needed her.
She was super model stunning.
She was the dog who taught us to level up.
To be better in our roles, because she needed it.
And through that process, we became better.
We also became her partners and advocates, growing unfathomably close through the process of learning to be better for her.
We lost Morrison tragically and unexpectedly early Thursday morning of this week.
On what seemed to be a normal day, Morgan was out in the National Forest surrounding our home with the dogs.
One second things were fine, and the next Morrison had collapsed and was gone within seconds.
He stayed as long as he could before racing home with Hank to get me.
Along with our neighbor, we ran back in so that I could stay with her while they drove a 4wheeler back in to carry her out.
She weighed 150 #. The effort was significant.
It was swift and surreal. We remain in complete disbelief that she is gone.
Morrison was Morgan’s girl.
She loved nothing more than to run off leash and free in the woods with him by her side.
To lose her tragically and alone in the woods breaks my heart for him.
He is a better version of himself because of their friendship and trust.
I will always be grateful to her for that.
Grief is the worst.
And to quote Morgan, “we’re just going to be really really sad for a while”.
Thank you to everyone for the outpouring of love and support.
And an enormous thank you to our neighbor and friend Pete.
We are not worthy, and let’s never ever do that again.
