It's time to put Chase to sleep. His back legs barley work, he cries and growls constantly, he gets lost in corners and the list keeps going. Sometime this week or next week we plan on putting him to sleep. In his younger days Chase pulled me down 12 maybe more stairs on our front porch, I was 7 and man did my butt hurt. When I was 12 13 he almost pulled me into a ditch I had to slide to a sit to anchor myself down. Chase would only play with sticks. Me and three of my brothers would run around Chasing him, diving for him. We never could catch him. Oh and his name he got it because he chased cars. He got hit my a car which broke his back leg and got chipped my a motorcycle and hit by one. As he got older he stopped chasing cars. I grew up with Chase, I was around 2 when we got him. He will be missed. Chase was your classic Labrador retriever, a great family dog who loved his food. Besides the spots on his chest I haven't noticed any Dalmatian traits really. Goodbye old boy. May your legs be strong again and all your pain gone.