You know Bug - My wife and I have had talks before about when to call it quiet's on raising dogs - She worries lot's more than me
She said she won't want to get a pup or a dog that would out last us ! I had to throw the flag right there - I said Hun - there are people that go to work everyday and don't come home that night - you just never know when your deal is up , you know ?
Then after we lost Ali , one night we were talking again - she said I have been thinking about what I had said - She said your right - I could never se us with a dog and Besides , you know so many people on DT - I'm sure if something happened , somebody would take great care of them - which I assured her somebody would .
So I guess what I trying to say is I just can't see My Aunt B. with some kind of dog in her life - Not one to replace one - but to just have that thing that only our 4 legged friends can give us , you know what I'm say 'n ' . I'm not trying to rush you into anything , just something to think about someday down the road .
When i came home from the vet clinic having left my Toad there, knowing that he'd never be coming home as soon as I walked in the door I had a flash that even though I'be been saying for the last couple of years that I thought Toadie would be my last Doberman and probably my last dog, I really can't imagine my home without a dog.
My dogs, after the first one, were never replacements--I learned that lesson early on--each of the dogs came along with their own quirks and personalities and were as unlike each other as you could imagine. But that was fine with me when I finally figured that out.
And practically all of them have been co-owned and more recently when I broke down and made a will have been provided for that way.
So right now I still don't know what I'm going to do--not only do I not think I can deal with a house that has no dog but I don't think I can deal with a house without a Doberman.
Maybe an older reject or possibly a rescue--haven't figured that one out yet.
As far as Clark - I never gave it a thought that a cat would miss a dog , that poor thing - I know that Kadin still misses Ali , there are days he just stands here in the house looking at her grave - and like you - we say yes little buddy - we miss her too .
It hasn't been as bad for Clark as it was for Leon. He came to me (via the clinic who got him as an owner turn in because he had ringworm and his elderly owner had the law laid down by her physician--she had health issues and he didn't want her to have anything that could possibly transmit something contageose. She cried and one of our great soft hearted vets had her sign him over to the clinic promising that he'd find her kitty a good home. I was taking care of the contagouse ward at the time and obviously saw him far too much--when he saw me through the window of the contageouse ward door he'd roll on his back and chirp at me. When he finally had two clear skin scrapes and I took him home, he and Rumor were almost the same age--right about 6 months old. Leon had never really had anything to do with dogs--I brought the carrier in and let Rumor out of the kitchen (his "place" during the day if he hadn't gone to work with me--he ran over to the carrier and I opened it. Leon poppped out--took one look at Rumor and and ran down the hall with Rumor in hot pursuit--I heard them make the turn in the bed room (and with no training at all) they came back down the hall with Leon chasing Rumor. The cat chase game. They were the very best of friends for almost 10 years and when I lost Rumor, Leon hunted for him and watched the door when I came home from work for months. Toad was a substitute of sorts but Toadie wasn't "his" dog.
And even when puppies came for ears to be done or when the elderly Jersey was spending parts of each week with us Leon was Johnny on the spot for every black Doberman--but none of them were his Rumor. Leon is now 17 and it's been 6 years since his dog went away and never came back--he's still looking for him. And if that doesn't make you want to cry you've got a heart of stone.
I have asked myself several times - why do I visit this site - one moment its pure joy - looking at the new puppies coming on here , then a few hours latter - crying over a dog I didn't even know - But I think that's because we know the pain that person is experiencing and that reminds me of that day when we have had to say good bye to one . Yet the joy they do bring us , lol Like this morning -- Kadin is growing up - I opened the back door and told him to go potty - he trotted out with that pretty Dober gaunt - oh about 10 feet - raised his leg and then looked right at me - like see dad - I'm going - the funny part - he didn't pee any - the ole fake pee - lol I said good boy and here he came - sometimes I think they do the fake pee is they are just doing what we asked them to do - to please us - what friends we do have
Yes, exactly Kenny...
Big hugs your way Aunt B !
Someday - if you ever feel like it - it would interesting to hear stories about your dog showing days ! I know I would enjoy them .
Clouding up here - rain and thunderstorms are on there way
Thank you Ken--jeeze--dog show stories--I should be able to tell a few of those.
I've finally just about caught up on the pages of posts I missed--today is Black Friday (I don't actually do Black Friday's but instead of clouds and rain or snow the left hand Portland has sunny skies, light wind but it is colder than the hubs of hell--it was about 22 degrees overnight and has made it to 40 degrees yet--somehow I thought I'd do some yard work but clearly I'm not gonna' do that--I'll go home and make another turkey sammitch and crawl back into bed (inviting the cats to come keep me warm) and think about my doglessness...
ABTLH (and the dogless kitties)