Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull
D-O-G will soon be 12 years old in July and suffers from Arthritis. I would love to think he's got another 12 years in him. He's the best ol' dog. We all have the best don't we?
At night when I tuck Ty in and say our prayers, Dog (long o) is right there by Ty's bed. Once Ty falls asleep he comes to my side of the bed and lays down. In the morning I find him laying back down beside Ty's bed peering over the toy box. (I'd like to think once I'm asleep he's back in Ty's room) Same ole routine every morning... I whisper from the hallway, "Good morning Dog." I can hear his tail thumping. He struggles to get up and we meet in the kitchen. I give him his joint medication and let him out to do his business.
We have a neighboring dog in the back of us. A Yorkie named Max. They're friends. They run the fence line together. Sniff each other out. Max will bark, Dog keeps quite. Pretty soon Dog will lift his leg and piss on the fence (and I can only imagine) hitting Max's face. : ) Cracks me up every time.
I cannot praise Dog enough. The other night, apparently he had a terrible stomach ache and he had to go now! About 1:30 am I could hear him prancing (tags on his collar) back in forth from the hallway to the kitchen. He came to wake me by licking my hand and nudging my arm with his nose. I'm up, I'm up! By the time I stood up he was already in the kitchen - I knew he meant business. I let him out and wait for him while listening to a motorcycle speeding down the highway. It took him a while and I thought about leaving him outside for the rest of the night as I wanted to go back to bed. Glad I didn't since rain fell early morning.
He's had his moments too. Like the time soon after we brought Ty home from the hospital. We stepped out for a moment to come home and find my breast pump all chewed up. Not to mention the brownie wrapped in foil was gone. Apparently he felt the need for a snack!
Or the time we borrowed a friend's PlayStation when they were first brand new. Came home to find all the wires chewed off! Feeling poor at the time - how on earth were we going to replace this?!
More so all the good memories long out weigh the bad. And even the bad we can now laugh about. : )
I'm at home today and as I write he's here at my feet - rarely leaves my side.
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I feel sad for being afraid of DOG now. I do like him and he is a sweet dog. I am going to rekindle with him the next time I am over. Tell him I said hi and give him a big hug!
I did bring Tori to work with me today but have only got the opportunity to read a page and a half. I am already on chapter 5!
dOg is a kisser too right? it's been forever but if i remember right, he wouldnt stop licking my hand last time i was at your old house.
"I am not interested to know whether vivisection produces results that are profitable to the human race or doesn't.... The pain which it inflicts upon unconsenting animals is the basis of my enmity toward it, and it is to me sufficient justification of the enmity without looking further. ~Mark Twain"
Well written article.
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