It is with great sadness that I report the passing of Arpad the Great, the Great Pyrenees security chief of Goat Rope Farm. We enjoyed him for 8 years. He died of an apparent heart attack in his sleep while fighting off a persistent infection.
He had the great combination of being protective but non-aggressive and he was loved by those who knew him as a genial goof. He also enjoyed dragging deer carcases into the yard for a little snack.
It won't be the same place without him. May he be reborn in the Pure Land of Amida Buddha where he can work towards final liberation under the most favorable circumstances.
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Oh, my dear sweet Arpad. You were one in........you were The One.
I will forever be in love with Arpad. Peace be with you.
I'm so sorry
Arpad abides. I am so sorry. He was the best dog ever.
Arpad was one of the greatest joys of my time in West Virginia--and that puts him up there with falling in love with my husband. I have missed him for years. May his good heart and deeds of love hasten his path to liberation.
So sorry to hear. Walking in the woods with Arapad was like sitting in a restaurant with some amiable mafia guys. You felt protected and honored. Felt lucky to know him.
Thanks for all the kind words about Arpad!
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