On 12/28/2010 8:15 AM, wren propp wrote:
Wiley B. Moffatt died on Monday December 27, 2010.
We’ll miss her at every hike, whenever a trout is caught and released, at every meal where a steak bone is available, where ever there is a quiet patch of sun for a warm nap, on every long drive with interesting things to be seen out the window.
She loved the beach; she loved the river, she loved her man.
She was the best dog I ever knew.
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| Running wild on her favorite stream, the Rio Costilla at the Valle Vidal. |
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| In her van with her man. |
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| With her new best friend, Wren, on the North Platte in Wyoming. |
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| Kind and tolerant of kids she forged special bonds.
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| Where she got her sunshine. |
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| Ready to rock at all times.
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| Chasing bass at the Butte. |
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| Mugging for the camera. |
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| She loved all fishermen. |
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| And always willing to lend a hand when it came to the van. |
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| But napping was her specialty. |
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| Strolling on the beach too. |
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| And waiting on the man to catch something, anything, any time now. |
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| She was a good dog, only barked twice that we know of and both of them had it coming to em. |
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| Rest in Peace Wiley Dog. We love you too. |
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