Hound of Hounds

 Satchel Paige Fisher


18 Oct 2016-2 June 2025

Satchel Paige Fisher, 8.5 years of age, crossed over Rainbow Bridge on Monday, June 2nd, 2025, after a short illness.
Satchel wasn’t trained, never attended obedience school, didn’t fetch, didn’t mind, didn’t share the covers, and didn’t let you eat in peace. What he did do was change our lives for the better.

We loved him and he loved us back—unconditionally, as long as he got his way.

He chewed up a couch, a pair of reading glasses, and two pairs of house-shoes as a puppy, but as he grew up was able to manifest his pent up energy into food
consumption, his favorite pastime. His favorite meal (also his last) was a Wendy’s Baconator (no bun) and a Frosty.
Satchel was a purveyor of fine dog treats, hot dogs, various sandwich meats, ginger snaps, and Frosted Pop Tarts, which had to be placed in the middle cabinet out of reach of his jowls and manhole cover sized paws.

Additionally, he ate dog food.

His other hobbies included chasing bicycle riders, walkers, as well as keeping the FedEx Postal and UPS delivery people inside their vehicles. His efforts in 24/7/365 security of his home were the stuff of legend.

His favorite spot was sitting in his recliner while watching television as well as monitoring the front door.

It was in his chair that he bid us goodbye.

His nose, as well as his life changing love, loyalty and affection , knew no bounds.
We are eternally grateful that this relentless scoundrel of a hound dog came our way.

Left to honor his memory are his humans, George, Susan, Amanda, Joe and Lyndsay (who saw him first as the little doggie in the window); his favorite Uncle Bubba, and many others introduced by social media.

Baby sister Weezie continues the legacy that Satchel began.

The family would like to thank the physicians and staff of Plantation Centre Veterinary Clinic, most notably Dr. Hays Fyke, DVM, who treated Satchel as if he were one of his own from 6 weeks old to the last chapter.

“Everyone thinks they have the best dog. And none of them are wrong." – WR Purche

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