At The Dog Park
When we went to the dog park this morning, the mood was a little contemplative as everyone recalled Crusher. He was at the park last weekend, and died after being hit by a car Thursday. Later on Crusher's mom came by for a visit and to talk with everyone, and it was good to see her.
For all of us it's hard not to let thoughts drift to the unspoken truths; we can't protect our dogs from everything, and, no matter what, they aren't going to live as long as we want them to. We just have to depend on good luck, and that's not always going to hold. Several people had experiences similar to Crusher's mom's, and it's pretty devastating. I've never had to go through this, but I'm the type of person who can't keep from dwelling on the thought that someday I'll wake up and Pappy won't be there.
Meanwhile, as the owners were having these conversations, it was business as usual for the dogs. Jack was hauling Pappy around by the collar of his new coat (which held up very nicely), and Truman was smearing poo across his shoulder and back. The latter event allowed the rest of us to coin the phrase: "Yes, my dog is filthy, but at least he's not 'Truman dirty'."
5 comments:
Ugh, "truman dirty"...I totally hate it when my dogs get "truman dirty." But usually it's not fresh poo, but the remains of some long ago dead creature. Just as bad. And I'm glad Crusher's mom came to talk to everyone. It must have been very hard for her, I having been through the same experience. Let's raise our glasses to the crushman this evening. 3dogs
Yes, us dogs has short attention spans. Our friends go and we go on right away.
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Thank you, I really want this.
Bussie Kissies
Buster
3dog, I think Crusher's mom will be okay, but it was and is tough.
Buster, done.
Regards,
Pappy's Fella
Ahhh, eau de excrement.
Kinda the equivalent of human coke 'chic'.
Excrement is the new, ummmmm, excrement.
Chow for now,
Tin Tin xo
The worst thing was that Truman then started getting all affectionate with people, and for the first time wanted to play with Pappy (in his manly coat). I hope we didn't give him a complex with the rejection.
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