Whenever I hear someone say..."he has the heart of a lion" it brings to mind a beast that that is for the most part a lazy animal. Laying in the shade all day, eating what the lady's kill and surviving on complacency. My dog has been gone for a few years now but I still draw of his energy. Man, he loved the beach, especially the water, I could never get him out. No matter how much coaxing I tried he would run back for more and could never be satisfied. Warm water, cold water it never made a difference, always with that same grin on his face he could go hours swimming out and riding in. Nothing else mattered. Focused and full of energy and laying all out there in the water with the purpose of just having joy in my life makes his life and heart, inspirational to me. As a reminder I have his name and a RIP on my boards. His heart was bigger than his world.
Good stuff, DQ. What you wrote might send bruddah Seldom over the edge. He's the most intense canine man, in a great good way, ever witnessed. I got my guy on several of my boards. Yah. man.....when they leave us they take a huge, huge chunk from our souls. They give so so much to our lives. But the pain upon departure is searing.
This one's been making the rounds: 'Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten year old Irish wolfhound, named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa and their little boy Shane were all very attached to Belker and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family there were no miracles left for Belker and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog. Ron and Lisa told me that they thought it would be good for the four year old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience. I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few moments, Belker slipped away peacefully. The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, “I know why.” Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I never had heard a more comforting explanation. He said, “People are born so that they learn how to live a good life – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The four year old continued, “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”
Thanks for the feed-back. MorL of the story is charge hard everyday and make the most of what is givin. Now, time for my "walk". See ya out there!
Awww, heyzus....do I hear violins playing again?? And for mutts???? please...... BRRRRPPP!!! Trolled ya!!
Hi Barry, what's flapping? Dripping with emotion again I see. Get your ass out and surf a bit. It may relieve your constipation. I wasn't going to respond to your troll but you reeled me in. Glad I made your day!
Glad you took it as the joke intended. Had 6 English Springer Spaniels in my life; loved all of them, but, I am done owning dogs. Way too much work, hassles, etc. My first two were in PR--Paco and Paquita--great dogs. Long gone.
