I said good-bye to Gouda today. Big, beautiful Papa Cheese. He has been the hardest to let go of so far. Rob is usually the one who handles Gouda, but today, since Rob is out of town, I had to step up. I caught him, haltered him, led him to a pick-up truck and somehow got his 250 pound body into the back. He was such a good boy, even though I could tell he was nervous. I will miss him terribly. I watched him ride down the road until I could no longer see him, and then I walked away. At that point, what else is there to do? So, thank you, Gouda, for being so awesome. Your new family is very lucky to have you.
Farewell, Papa Cheese May 11, 2010