Chunk was a Border Collie mix, the most intelligent dog I have ever known. He had facial expressions that told just what he was thinking. He LOVED to run. He LOVED the water. He LOVED chicken. He LOVED his FAMILY.
Chunk could "speak" on command, and loved to talk. He was trained to go "potty" at the tree line. He would sit and wait, however long it took, before we would allow him to go to his bowl - no matter what was in it! He would beg for food - by not begging - looking anywhere but at the table, and would turn away quickly, if we caught him looking! He could escape from the house and go for a run around the farm, at the blink of an eye! He would dive off a jetty just to fetch a stick. He would swim out to us in the bay, no matter how far out we were. He loved going out on the boat, and sat like a pro in the canoe or dinghy.
Chunk was protective of us, especially when the kids were babies. He was patient with ALL of us. He survived a powder dusting, and soap crusted tooth brushing, by 3 year old Ashley. He survived toddler Dylan. He had a bladder of steel. He loved to wrestle his Dad, and no matter how viscious the match seemed, at the command, Chunk would "be nice." Everyone who spent any time with him, knew he was special, many loved him. And Chunk had enough love for so many. Their could never be another like him. We will miss him, so very dearly! 
THANK YOU, CHUNKY, YOU TRUELY WERE SOME DOG! Spring 1991 - August 27, 2007
"He will swallow up death forever, And the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces" (Isaiah 25:8)
