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good friends  I’ve had three dogs now. Each one has lived in my heart, taken up residence, never leaving even when they ceased to be of this world. Waggles was a chuckler, the only female, a keeshond. She was supposed to be my brother’s but she was mine from the day she came home. The dogs always choose, doesn’t matter what we think, and Wags, she liked the ladies. Dad never wanted dogs because he loved his lawn and lady dogs leave burn marks with their pee, so poor wags, even in her dotage would have to trundle out to the street to honor her Poppy. She lived to be 14 and died in her sleep….Dad cried harder than anyone. My second was for my . Nickthedog was a setter plus lord knows what. A pound and I slept with him on the floor in the kitchen for the first three weeks until he stopped crying. Once he settled, my husband, who swore it would be my ’s responsibility to do all the walking and feeding fell for him like a ton of bricks. Nick was his dog……….through and through. He'd climb into bed with anyone who would have him though, a shameless hedonist. and smart…….oh lordy what a smart dog. He could tell when you were hurting and would curl around you like a blanket until there was nothing to do but give in to his love and cry it out while he licked your tears away. Nicky died a bad death, in terrible pain. When we put him down I ran out of the ASPCA, shattered shaking so hard I tripped and fell right into this woman who caught me. She held me as tight as she could until my husband came out. Blessed be. When my husband walked out, my needed to love on something. He found a on line who’d been left in a paper bag on the side of the highway. One of them looked like our Nick so we went to see him. He had a sister with him….we took them both. We were told they’d grow to be about 15 pounds. Up til then all our dogs had been big dogs. But with two, little seemed a good idea. God, they were like tiny ewoks. So fuzzy. On our first trip to the vet , he set us straight. Our pups were going to be 75 pounds full grown…not 15 Setter, chow, corgi mix. Uh0h. We named them Charlie and JoJo. Charlie got long legs, JoJo got 4” corgi legs. They both got the chow tail and tongue. Beautiful dogs…….. light night and day. JoJo was the devil incarnate, smart as a whip, could open cabinet doors and lived to make Charlie her slave. She now lives in Maine where she rules an entire farm with the will of a dictator. Charlie is an angel, a love bug, a dear sweet boy, but not all that bright. Charlie is my ’s dog. He sleeps in my closet. He dreams every night, talks in his sleep, he guards the house from the livingroom window, kisses everyone who enters, and looks like Nick with a plumy tail and a black tongue. He’s 12 now. most people call him bear, I doubt I’ll have another after Charlie. He is a good place to end. He is the ambassador at the park, known by all. can put their hands in his mouth and he will simply wait until they are done and then gently lick them. A thunderstorm will undo him…….smiles…. but try to touch one of the in my house………..he’ll go wolf on your ass. No….i think I’m done. It’s hard losing such good friends. You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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I love having dogs with me. They kind of restrict our travel plans, but the trade off is well worth it. They tend to keep me grounded, and not sweat the small stuff. Our hikes in the woods are a hunt for them, and they're always ready to go. I'd walk the woods alone if need be, but it's a lot better shared with a dog. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I lost my dog Conner 18 mos ago. I found his great niece and am adopting her next month. I can't wait. Connor was the best dog I ever had. An English Shepherd.......smart as a whip, and a people pleaser. His niece is too. I CAN"T WAIT!!! She will sleep in my bed with with, and finally I will have something to cuddle with.
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The only reason I don't have a dog now is that I wouldn't be able to stand losing him someday.
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Know exactly what you mean! BTW have you ever tried a ThunderShirt? My last Brittany could not stand thunder or fireworks - never even flinched at gunfire, but thunder and fireworks drove Harley crazy. The ThunderShirt made both tolerable for him - he was still on edge, but, nothing like before.
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Such a cute canine you have there! I am in the process of adopting a puppy- an English bulldog named Roxy! I am training her to be a therapy dog to help console clients that have PTSD. Dogs bring so much comfort and joy in our lives I can imagine how hard it would be to replace your beloved pet.
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Aw...I love dogs, but it's a little too much responsibility for me right now. I'm so sorry to hear yours passed away.  One of my boyfriends got a kitten, he's a cutie. Anyway, he got sick a few weeks back, and I thought I was going to crack inside. Luckily, he got better. Animals can be such great companions, friends, and family Live life to it's fullest! If you're bored, Read Hugs Gypsy
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I am very sorry to hear that, I know is hard to be away from your dog, especially if is cause he/she passed. I am very sorry to hear it. I LOVE dogs, I have one, is a golden retriever. I love him. his name is Rulo. I share custody of him with my ex bf. I love Rulo, and he is the only tie I have with my ex. we both love him. Rulo turn 10 this past March. He is getting older, I can see it on his face. my ex and I talk about him sometimes. about him getting old. makes both of us sad. especially my ex. makes that man cry everything he thinks about Rulo passing. Sometimes we both talk about it. and then we say, wait. let's enjoy his company, forget about those things, lets give him all the love now. we sure love him. to the point that he keep both of us in touch with each other. not matter what problems we had in the past. we do it for him. He is first. 
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wickedeasy replies on 8/4/2016 4:15 pm: "it is, isn't it? my dogs have given me a sense of what it means to be deeply loved and cherished. no second guessing. and the joyous times of watching them as animals, as wolves fill me with wonder. i feel that i;ve been privy to something sacred. i hope i don't sound silly." It doesn't sound silly to me. There's a wonderful bond between us and our dogs, and it's as nearly unconditional as anything we'll ever experience. That bond IS sacred. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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So glad you have your Charlie. My Emily is that for me. She curls up in bed next to me, I hold her in my arms, she puts her head next to me on the pillow and purrs. I love my Zorak, too, but Emily is my familiar. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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