On behalf of the staff at Veterinary Home Healthcare, we are honored to pay respect to our beloved animal friends who have passed. We also welcome you to create a lasting tribute for your beloved pet or animal friend on our website's Pet Memorial page. Click here to submit your pet memorial online.
Hank Aaron's Smoky Shadow (his AKC name) has a story that begins like most others. I have always owned a dog. Most adopted us throughout the years and in fact until I met my husband, I could tell you about the dogs I had growing up, but they never held a place in my heart like Hank did. I attended UT Martin in the fall of 2000. During my time at UT Martin I had many jobs while attending school. One of which was working at Movies to Go the local video store. That's where I met my husband and I saw a Weimaraner for the first time. A couple was returning a video and as I glanced out, I saw two very interesting dogs both the same breed that I had never seen before. Being the animal lover I always have been I inquired about the breed. It was something about their intense need for socialization along with the sleek Turner chocolate milk coloring that I knew that I wanted one. After that I gave subtle hints about wanting one of those dogs to just about every member of my family. On my birthday, a few years later, my husband walked in with a very small 4-week-old blue eyed puppy. He was the puppy from the same couple’s dogs that I seen for the very first time at Movies To Go. That was that night our bond began. At 4 weeks old he was very needy. He was eating puppy food, extremely playful and curious of everything but refused to sleep on his own much less let us get any rest. My husband after a few sleepless nights told me he was my dog and I started taking ownership from there. That night and many other after that. I slept on the couch. With this little 4-week-old ball of fur nestled under my chin. He woke me up if felt like every couple of hours and we went outside to take care of business. Hank was with us for so many parts of our life. When our son was born Hank was 4. He was with me every night and every time our son cried in those first years as I headed to his room, I could hear his paws hitting the floor right behind me. A couple of years after we build a house near my in-laws giving Hank, and the other fur babies we acquired along the way, more space to run and play. Prior to year 13 or so Hank stated getting around slower. We realized he couldn’t climb the steps anymore. I tried to prepare for what I knew was to come. I guess the best anyone can. In January of 2020 after 17 years Hank’s devoted pet service ended. Our son is now 13. He has never known a life without Hank even though we have discussed his age numerous times. We cannot thank Dr. Debbie Reynolds and her staff for the incredible care she gave Hank during his time on this earth all the way until the end. Hank died peacefully and without pain at his home, our home. The last people he saw were his family he protected for so many years.