Dogs. Dogs and more dogs.
I tell you, dogs are like Lays potato chips. No one can have just one.
In the past two years, we have found ourselves navigating the tender steps between owning two old dogs to owning one young pup.
As we let our sweet old friends cross that rainbow bridge, we pushed ourselves to welcome a new, young puppy into the house.
This was a very smart move. Even as we grieved the loss of our slow, sedate, cranky old friends, we found ourselves viewing the world through the eyes of our happy, energetic, joyful puppy.
But now we are the aging parents of one young doggie. He adores us, and its mutual. We (as in, my husband) walk him every day. He plays with our grandkids, and takes rides in the car and sometimes gets to play with our next door doggies.
He seems pretty happy.
He sleeps with us most night, resting his chin on my chest or on my husband’s hip. He follows us around with his adoring brown eyes. He kisses the grandchildren every day when they come in. He plays with us.
Until our daughter and her family go away for a few days, leaving their two dogs with us. That’s when we get to see how overjoyed our boy, Lennie, is when he has playmates of his own. Izzy is an older lady, somewhat aloof and somewhat removed from the raucousness of the kids. When things get out of hand, Izzy barks and snarls and makes the kids behave.
I consider her my ally.
Nino is a funny little guy, with some significant special needs. He has dwarfism, so he can’t run as far or as long as he’d like. His head, his big old bullet pit bull head, is bigger than the rest of his body. He is awkward at best.
And he is affectionate, energetic, loving and full of beans.
He and Lennie jump on each other, bite each others’ necks and roll over each other for hours.
You can feel the happiness pouring off of both of them as they do.
Lennie needs at least one more canine pal.
Kate and Sam are unlikely to turn over their two pups to us, so we need to start shopping. Lennie loves us a lot, but he obviously needs a buddy to boss around.
Just like Lays chips. You can’t get away with only one.
Anyone have a sweet youngish dog to give away??? H’mmm?
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I bet we’ll be reading a post about a rescue dog moving into the house soon 😉
Time to go on Petfinder!
On there every day….!
Sounds like my son’s dog… Frank was very content to be living with my son and we always thought that he was as happy as he could be. But then we saw how he acted around other dogs (truly joyous) and realized that he needed a canine companion. So now he spends his days with Roxy, and Old English Bulldog and the two of them get along just fine. Best of luck in finding your dog a new companion, and you and your husband another dog to love!