Clark
Clark died unexpectedly on Wednesday. He was an odd duck, not well socialized, and was afraid of just about everything. Clark was found as a stray dog on Fort Wainwright, and I believe he was captured by the MPs (I’m really wondering how they did it, since he was very skittish). Clark was also a first-class escape artist. Not sure how old he was, maybe 5 or 6.
Clark was sitting quietly in his crate while I was letting some of the other dogs out for their 1st a.m. potty break (Clark wasn’t good with other dogs, so he had to wait his turn and go out alone). He laid down, stretched all 4 legs out all the way, convulsed slightly, let out a loud sigh, and his head fell back. He died on the spot. Our vet thinks he either had an arrhythmia or a blood clot. Clark was a very handsome guy, and a mystery from start to finish.
