Story: It is all about Louie

Louie (Griggs Family Photo)

HAWKINSVILLE, GEORGIA: Sunday afternoon, after being cooped up most of the weekend due to questionable weather, Louie, a two and half-year old Chihuahua/Terrier/Jack Russell mix, and Lucy, a year old Schnauzer, went for a romp.

After being cooped up, thanks to the weather and quarantining with their humans due to the coronavirus, the two pups were ready to ‘stretch’ their paws, roll in some grass, sniff some trees and enjoy a Sunday afternoon together in the neighborhood.

Lucy had joined Louie and their humans in the latter part of last year, and Louie became king of the Steve and Ann Griggs’ household, about a year or two before that.

Though no one can be a 100 percent sure – but the Griggs’ RING security camera comes close – the dogs started out a normal dog adventure, when they were distracted by either either the smell or noise of fowl and other dogs in the yard next door. So, they ran as fast as their little legs could carry them, as dogs would. It was probably about 22 seconds behind them was Ann Griggs going to get the dogs back home. Lucy scampered back, a little more skiddish than usual. A few days later, Mrs. Ann said, “It was like she knew something was not right … like she sensed it.”

A few seconds later, the Griggs’ precious pup, Louie, lost his life as the result of injuries sustained from gunshot wounds with Mrs. Ann hurrying to the rescue – a few seconds too late.

The death of sweet Louie has created a lot of ‘he said,’ “she said’ rhetoric on social media, as things such as this do, and you know there is a lot of drama.

Whatever is to be in the situation is between the humans, from the one who caused the death of the dog to the owners to any other legal type folks who might get involved. My opinion isn’t valid as I am an animal advocate and I might be kind of bias in this matter.

I had a dog – his name was Toby – and Toby was the same type of dog Louie was, and I did a study on the mixed breeds.

After hearing about Louie, well, I hear similarities. So I am pretty sure that Louie was a character, and a ‘nosy neighbor.’

But I found out a little bit more about Louie that makes his loss even sadder – especially now in this time of uncertainty.

Dogs being dogs, Mrs. Ann said that they have run out of the yard before, but usually, she, her husband or son, Cam, are right there, or have them back home pretty quick. “They were puppies … they just wanted to know what was going on …” she continued.

Louie, according to Mrs. Ann, was the “most neatest dog I have owned … talk about a personality … he was a clown, and laid-back.”

She paused for a moment. A sigh of shock and grief escaped her. “My son has some great pictures of him. Louie could do all sorts of tricks, and he was treat-oriented. He could do pirouettes, sit, roll-over and play dead.”

Louie could even give you a high-five. “My son even taught him to jump in the chair … he was such a little dog … barely weighed over 13 pounds,” Mrs. Ann said.

“We got him about two or three years ago from the rescue in the Warner Robins pound … the day we went, he was on me wherever I went … it was like we were destined to be together,” she commented.

Little did they know when they brought Louie home just how important he would become to them, especially to Mrs. Ann’s husband, Steve.

“Steve is a veteran, and he has been battling cancer … just recently had stents put in, and now he is on dialysis,” Mrs. Ann explained. “Louie was his constant companion … though he didn’t have papers or anything, it was almost as if Louie was Steve’s therapy dog.”

Though they were not certain of his age when they got Louie, Mrs. Ann said, “I think he was about 12 weeks old.”

Her husband is so devastated about his little buddy’s passing. “When Steve needed to get exercise, he would go to the park in Perry, and take Louie with him … they never had a problem there.”

In fact, Mr. Steve couldn’t even see to Louie’s burial. Neighbors did it for them. “They all loved Louie.”

As for Lucy, the Schnauzer, and Louie’s best friend. “She is just so distraught … doesn’t know what to do with herself … she found the shirt I had on when I carried Louie home, with his blood all on, and she just took it with her.”

Lucy doesn’t even want to go outside anymore. So, Mrs. Ann picks her up and carries her to the other side of the house for bathroom breaks.

Mrs. Ann won’t ever forget watching her Louie die … and she is not sure how her family will get over his loss, but a woman of faith, she said she is sure they will.

My mind is full of questions right now. I am sure yours is too.

The chickens are still clucking, and there is faint sound of a rooster crowing from the neighborhood.

And Lucy pines for her best buddy.

(c)RLHWRITES2020/Becky Holland
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Author: rlhwrites

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5 thoughts on “Story: It is all about Louie”

  1. He was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever been around! Very sassy he was a mess.I loved that little Man he was loved very much! RIP little one love you love Lue Man! Sister Girl loves you!


    1. I will sure miss home mama he was so sweet and he didn’t deserve to die that way I’m crying just reading the words RIP Lou Lou you will be missed Dearly😭😭😭😭😭😭😭


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