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SGT Whiskey

By The Armorer on March 19, 2006 | | Comments (32)

Name Muffy - call the roll.

hzzz.

name Whiskey...

name Whiskey...

name Whiskey...

hzzz. big-tribble-with-legs strike name Whiskey from watch list. hzzz.

He got his name because he was a licker. And he enjoyed his work. We told people he was a Jack Daniel's terrier.

SGT Whiskey, member of the Exterior Guard with additional duties as Toe-Licker-In-Chief has passed to "Piddler's Green," the Rest Stop next to Fiddler's Green where Furry People go to await the arrival of their follicly-challenged hy'umans. He's in good company, preceded there by Sebastian, Little Guy, and Mickey. The Oklahoma Canine Cohort has completely passed from the Demesne.

Whiskey, dammit boy, come home!

Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance sing a soul to the Great Hunting Ground and Tennis Ball Chasing Facility.

Fare thee well, thou good and faithful friend.

Great farkin' gobs of spittle, I *hate* entropy.

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By FbL on March 18, 2006 5:52 PM
I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. My condolences and warm hugs to all of you.
 
By Harvey on March 18, 2006 6:08 PM
*raises glass* To Whiskey...
 
By Gwedd on March 18, 2006 6:47 PM
Comrade, Cheers... there's nothing so sad as the loss of a child or a dog. Both have that simple love and affection that forgives all and accepts all. I've seen both in my day, and both are hard to take. The nice thing, though, is that they'll be waiting for you when you get around to showing up, and it'll be like ya never left. Here's a whiskey to you, and a bravo zulu to the one tnat's got his PCS stamped. Respects, AW1 Tim
 
By Jim - PRS on March 18, 2006 6:50 PM
Damned shame John. Sorry.
 
By seawitch on March 18, 2006 7:21 PM
So sorry to hear about your loss. Condolences to & you SWWBO.
 
By Jack on March 18, 2006 8:13 PM
Having recently encountered the effects of entropy myself, you and Beth have my deepest condolences for your sorrow.
 
By caltechgirl on March 18, 2006 8:28 PM
Sorry to hear about Whisky. I know he's enjoying an eternity of ball and squirrel chasing already!
 
By rachy on March 18, 2006 8:30 PM
Shite. Poor li'l fella. I'll raise a toast tonight.
 
By MyssiAnn on March 18, 2006 8:32 PM
I'm so sorry, John and Beth.
 
By fdcol63 on March 18, 2006 8:50 PM
May he rest in peace, and may you cherish the memory of his presence in your lives. My deepest sympathies and condolences to both of you.
 
By HomefrontSix on March 18, 2006 8:54 PM
I am so sorry. Losing a family member - be it 2 legged or 4 legged - is tough. - hfs
 
By ry on March 18, 2006 9:18 PM
He ain't gone. He's doing forward recon.
 
By AFSister on March 18, 2006 10:24 PM
dang it. I'm so sorry to hear about Whiskey. I know how much your 4-leggeds mean to you guys.
 
By olga on March 18, 2006 11:07 PM
my condolences to you and your SWWBO
 
By John on March 18, 2006 11:57 PM
My condolences for your loss.
 
By BloodSpite on March 19, 2006 7:53 AM
I'm so sorry, I know this has to be hard
 
By kat-missouri on March 19, 2006 10:48 AM
A big juicy T bone waiting for him. Godspeed and may there be squirrels to chase and holes ready to dig, with big pastures and sunny skies.
 
By Dan Patterson on March 19, 2006 1:04 PM
Nothing is quite as painful as realizing that something or someone that loved you is gone. Some few people and a great many dogs, so said a wonderful writer, are in heaven. Dogs only want to be part of your pack and they are the best buddies you'll find. So sorry for your loss. Dan Patterson
 
By Neffi on March 19, 2006 2:57 PM
Another friend awaits you at Piddler's Green... and until the day we arrive to take them the next step, I hope Whiskey has fun playing with Spike, Binty-La, Ranger, Ginger, Mike, Kate, Duncan, and Hannah... they await me; all our lives are graced by our companions and I truly believe we will be with them again on the flip side. A toast to Whiskey! prost....
 
By tommy on March 19, 2006 3:23 PM
I'll raise a glass for him tonight. We lost Buddy just before Thanksgiving and I still miss him, especially when something strikes a nerve. Probably always will. I don't really care about the squirrels in the yard, but I shoo them away in his memory nonetheless.
 
By V29 on March 19, 2006 3:59 PM
Sorry about Sgt. Whiskey's passing. He will wait for you at Rainbow Bridge. Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown...
 
By OD on March 19, 2006 4:46 PM
Condolences to John and Mrs Arggghh. I can't even bear to think of losing my best buddy, Buddy. Happy hunting, Sgt Whiskey.
 
By Raymond B on March 19, 2006 7:15 PM
Only the Love of God is ahead of the love between a man and his dog. God bless this relationship. They say when you go to heaven you can ask for everything back, I will ask for all my dogs, you can bet on that. Raymond B www.voteswagon.com
 
By Alan on March 19, 2006 7:29 PM
When old dogs twitch in their sleep, clever folk figure they are dreaming of chasing down elk and caribou. And because of that, this is really a song that dogs admire as it is about the universe as they understand it: Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of worth! Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, The hills of the Highlands for ever I love. Farewell to the mountains, high-cover'd with snow, Farewell to the straths and green vallies below. Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods, Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods! My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe - My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go! Sorry for your loss.
 
By Alan on March 19, 2006 7:29 PM
When old dogs twitch in their sleep, clever folk figure they are dreaming of chasing down elk and caribou. And because of that, this is really a song that dogs admire as it is about the universe as they understand it: Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of worth! Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, The hills of the Highlands for ever I love. Farewell to the mountains, high-cover'd with snow, Farewell to the straths and green vallies below. Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods, Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods! My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe - My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go! Sorry for your loss.
 
By cw4(ret)billt on March 20, 2006 7:34 AM
When Whiskey gets to the Green, there will be two who will show him where the squirrels are slowest and the digging the softest. Boots and Saddles always *did* travel together and they had an affinity for the military folk...
 
By Masked Menace© on March 20, 2006 8:58 AM
Damn. Just Damn. I'm sorry John, SWWBO.
 
By Czechsix on March 20, 2006 1:27 PM
Ah, John. Sorry to hear about this. Sarge has undoubtedly received an immediate welcoming south end sniff from Mzirand, a Rhodesian Ridgeback friend of mine - they and all the others should have a fine old time until we all meet again. My condolences. Never easy, 'tis it?
 
By Echo9er - aka David on March 20, 2006 2:44 PM
My Humble Condolences on the loss of SGT Whiskey. The Rainbow Bridge Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown...
 
By Cricket on March 20, 2006 6:32 PM
Curly, Punkin, Nikki and Sandy are providing escort, tails high and waving. Hugs to SWWBO and you at this time.
 
By Barb on March 20, 2006 9:10 PM
John & Beth - So, so sorry about losing Whiskey. *hugs* to you both!
 
By Sgt. B. on March 20, 2006 9:59 PM
Absent comrades... *raises glass*