OK, I admit, in this post Mimi had me with the photo of the Chocolate Lab pup, and her post just kept getting better! My dog Duke is a Chocolate Lab who I’ve had since he was a pup. When I’m sick, he never leaves my side sometimes for days on end (except to make a quick trip to answer nature’s call and sometimes eat a little–both of which I also appreciate!). Mimi’s whole first and third paragraphs eloquently describe Duke. It sounds as though she and I are both very blessed in the furry friends department!
Ok, I’m a dog person…a crazy, mushy dog person. I get the whole cat thing – really I do. We’ve had cats in our family and when they snuggle and purr and deign to acknowledge you with an arbitrary display of affection, it feels good. But for me, there’s nothing like a dog. Teddy sits in my lap while I write, Archie encourages me to forget what I’m writing about by bringing me his ball in a never-ending game of ‘stop-taking-yourself-so-seriously-and-play-with-me’. Neither of them are going to score off the charts on any canine I.Q. test, but they would be in Mensa if the requirement was affection and loyalty. Teddy did get a certificate once for being ‘Perfection In Fur’ – but that was because he didn’t really take to the training for which completion certificates were issued. And it’s true, neither is particularly discerning, and were it not for…
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