4/11 Streak's last day on Earth

In the morning, Streak couldn't stand, much less urinate. He still refused his favorite treats. At about 7 am, we started searching for a vet that could help us send Streak to heaven. We texted Hank's children Jonathan and Madeline to let them know our plan. Madeline was able to say "Goodbye" to Streak over a Facetime call while on her way to Coachella music festival.
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There were two vets in the town of Hurricane, about 30 minutes away. We got voice mail for one and an answering service for the other. There was another vet beyond Hurrican in St. George. We decided to start driving toward Hurricane while we continued to try to reach a vet in real time.

We reached Zion Veterinary Hospital, who offered us an 11:15 appointment. During a long discussion of possible arrangements, they had a cancellation for an appointment at 8 am. That allowed us to go right into a treatment room when we arrived. The staff were wonderful. The room they have us was spacious with two couches and special treats (Hershey kisses and Cheez Whiz). They told us we could take all the time we needed to say "Goodbye" before summoning the doctor. There were lots of tears. Angie helped hold Streak on the floor as medication was administered. His head fell gently into her lap. Charlie was a bit confused why we drove away without Streak. 

Angie had a tough time for day and a half after the event. Hank had been preparing himself for some time, given Streak's age - 16-1/2 years. We spent a lot of time reminiscing about our favorite memories and reviewing our thousands of photos. Hank had rescued Streak when he as 18-months old.

Back in Springdale, we stopped at a gift shop so Angie could buy postcards. We found a Blessing Ring with a paw print and the words "Furever Love" on it. We had to buy that. Next we visited the Outfitter to get our gear for The Narrows. We learned that the flow rate of Zion River had increased so much that the Park Service closed it for hiking. It would likely be a month before the river would re-open, they said. Angie said, "Now we have an excuse to visit here again."

We decided to hike to a set of waterfalls called the Middle, Upper, Lower and Emerald Pools. We took a shuttle up canyon to The Gallery of the Patriarchs - a viewpoint for the peaks named Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. We crossed a bridge over the Zion River, turn left toward Sandbench Trail and wound our way up with West Rim and back down to the shuttle stop at The Grotto. The hike was 6.2 miles with 1,800 feet of climbing. Afterwards we were hungry and parched. We stopped at Zion Canyon Brew Pub, just outside a pedestrian gate to the park where we enjoyed an amazing Reuben sandwich, a so-so burger and two tasty IPAs. It was one of the best Reben sandwiches we had ever had. Once again, we cooled off in the swimming pool afterwards.

We both entered the lottery for the Angel's Landing hike permit and this time, Angie won admittance!