Have I mentioned lately how much I love this dog? Last night he left the property when I let him out to do his business before bedtime, and I fought a bit of panic when he didn't recall right away. Then this morning he wasn't himself, and I became worried that he got into something while he was out. He's perked back up, though (cue sigh of relief).Although Brian has Jackson to play with, sometimes my rough and tumble, almost-eight-year-old boy shows his soft side. Last week he was toting this around:
That's a basket with containing a blanket and a dark brown puppy he got as baby gifts, and a stuffed bulldog a dear friend gave me.Life's gone to the dogs at . . .
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Oh gosh, what a sweet post. That basket of "woofs" is too cute. Glad the real woof is feeling better. I can identify with the worry they can cause when not quite right.
Awww, I love eight year old boys. Just wish they didn't grow up so fast. They're 16 before you know it. Mine is going to his first semi-formal dance this weekend. *sigh*
Brian and I will get along just famously. I took a stuffed sheep with me to the fiber mill yesterday :-D.
Glad Jackson is okay. I know how heartstopping that can be--first when he didn't come right back and second when he didn't act himself. The stuffed dogs are sure easier to take care of though! ;-)
Tammy
That is the cutest stuffed dog I've ever seen. :)
That is so sweet about the basket. I have to admit though, that my heart felt a pang when you shared about your dog. So glad all is well.
A boy's best friend is his dog and his dog and his dog....
My first grandson, who we expect to pop into the world in 2 1/2 months, will be greeted not only by loving parents but by 3 amazing dogs!
Nancy in Iowa
A very odd, old Mexican across the street and down the road from us butchers his own meat and leaves the offal out to rot. He also use to set coyote traps, baited with strychnine laced meat. The old bastard has already killed one of my dogs, so when mine go off-site for any amount of time I kinda get panicked. He caught more neighborhood dogs in those coyote traps than he has coyotes, including Cujo who spent a whole day over there while we yelled and searched, not knowing he had the traps out. She didn't get sick that time, but that's another story. We tend to keep them in the house more than out now.
Oh Becky, that would be a very bad neighbor to have. We have some odd, very trashy neighbors; who knows what he could get into over there! We have perimeter fencing and a gate, but the electric arm hasn't been working for awhile and we don't usually shut it when we're home. After the other night, we're shutting it all the time. This morning while making a "poo pass" through the yard with a shovel, I found what I think was the problem. There was a large mass of something that looked encased in thin plastic, like a plastic grocery bag. I am SO thankful Jackson managed to retch it up, because if it had moved into his intestines I'm sure it would have required emergency surgery -- if we realized the need in time.
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