Glen, Danny's father died last week. I just learned of it this week, having been incommunicado due to the fair. Glen is the reason I brought a Border Collie home. I spent a long time (years) eschewing the breed, but when I learned of a litter sired by Glen, I knew that this would be my best chance to get a Border Collie that would suit me best. Glen always did everything asked of him willingly and with such a great attitude. He was never a troublesome dog, and he never bothered anyone. Glen in his hey day competed and did well at all the big trials.
Danny has some very big shoes to fill. I know he will. Godspeed Glen, you will never be forgotten.
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How old was Glen?? What did he die of?? It is always so hard to lose them.
Glen was 11, he passed away in his sleep.
That is young, but he did get to pass away quietly. I just lost one right before he would have turned 10 in October. I lost him to hemangiosarcoma. He had internal bleeding that did him in. Sad times all around.
Oh Julie...I am sorry to hear that. It is so hard to see a beloved dog pass...even if from a far.
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