Great way to end a day...
Ran into an old high school friend at lunch the other day and he’d recently lost his 11 year old lab. He said he would ordinarily grieve a year or so before finding a new one, but at his age (64) he decided that he wasn’t going to waste any of the time he had left. Good for him. Dogs just make life that much better.
Most evenings Gunner jumps up in my lap after supper, gets his ears rubbed and his slats scratched, and then takes a short snooze until he hears the missus rattle the food dish. There’s something very peaceful and comforting about him. He just turned six, right about middle age, and it makes me want to enjoy his company as much as I can.
The video of the dog who refused to let the paramedics take his master away without him reminded me of coming home from the hospital after having a foot and a half of my colon removed when it perforated after a wreck. My belly was sewed up and I had a colostomy bag. Couldn’t do much but lay there. Much to the wife’s concern, Gunner laid with me until I was able to get up and down. He was a great comfort and very patient and loyal. We humans could learn a lot about what’s really important from our dogs. I can’t imagine life without them.