This is my new dog, Brody. I have had him three months. Three loooong months, as of yesterday as a matter of fact. I just lost (due to age, etc.) my two jewels, a pair of sweet, elderly, kind hearted collies. I thought we could look for a younger one this time, because the illnesses and the loss were too soon on the other two, but I would not have traded my time with them for anything.
I am beginning to think this 2 & 1/2 year old is just friggin' nuts. He has his moments, but he is a thief, a bully, a sneak and some days, just plain mean. He sailed through obedience class, he's not dumb, just.... hyper. Maybe in a few years he'll calm down. I hope.
Yeah, yeah, I know, he looks cute...
If you look in his eyes just right you can see the devil staring right back at you!
The last dog I had was really my wifeís baby. When she passed on, the dog and I got closer but you could tell she mourned my wife. She went about a year after my wife and I almost lost it. It hurt my in-laws too.
My sister has two little lap hounds that I canít pry out of my lap when I go to her house. My BIL and best friend understands why I donít want another dog but my sister seems to think thatís what I need.
My brother-in-law understands that losing another would put me down for months, maybe even years. He knows me too well.
Weíre moving into cold weather soon. It will make me think of going on a run on a cold morning, the dog by my side, and coming home to a beautiful wife with a cup of hot coffee in her hand for me. She would hug my neck, then fuss over her dog.
I think that dog loved coming back home from the run as much as I did.
Iíve had a blessed life, with a beautiful wife and a loving dog. NEVER, NEVER forget how blessed you are with a wife that loves you and a loving dog that is always there for you.