It is with a heavy heart that I say good bye to my best friend, and my director of moral support.
Woden was an amazing dog who came into my life and brightened every day of it. He believed with all his heart that he was a person too and just couldn’t figure out why he didn’t get all the same privileges that rest of the people got.
He entered this world on February 9th of 2012 and came home to live me with me in Alaska on April 14th of 2012.
His first day in Alaska was spent with me on the gun range where he seemed drawn to the smell of all the instructors, despite a lot of very eager police recruits wanting to see him.
He started out as the only dog of the house but came to share the space with his begrudging mentor Mop, the old man of the house who made sure to show Woden who was boss.
Woden ended up at his peak weighing the same 185 pounds as his father, Zack Sherman, and was always willing to play and wrestle. Like his dad, he had a knack for jujitsu and was great at avoiding take downs.
He spent the last year of his life learning to cope with not getting to sleep on the bed because his mom, Catherine Perkins, took over what was his spot but he never seemed to hold that against her instead loving the times when he would get dog sitters or one parent was away so he could sleep on the bed.
He passed today, the 2nd of January, suddenly and without pain cuddling on the couch with his head in his mom’s lap as he loved to do. His parents are coping with his passing as best they can but glad to know he had many friends and will live on in our hearts for eternity.
Woden Sherman-Perkins February 9th 2012-January 2nd 2017. Woden leaves behind his biological father Diesel and his biological mother Rynka as well as her adoptive parents Zack and Catherine. He also leaves behind 14 brothers and sisters who he was never able to play with after moving to Alaska but I am sure he looks forward to seeing again in Valhalla.
As of this time the family is not planning public services.