I was one of those like and share people....that picture spoke volumes and brought a tear to my eye......thank you for posting and we can share it even more with all of the animal loving FReepers....
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The only word I have is awwwwwwwww.
The tenderness is amazing.
Great picture. Shows the love...
Dang monitor must be going out on me. Got blurry. (*sniff, sniff*)
Nothing smells worse than a wet dog. Except a wet hippie.
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I’ve had one dog in my life as a boy, until my daughter got a dog and then had to move away for work.
I have the dog now. I swore up and down I wouldn’t have a dog again, the walks, the poop scooping and vets and then the hardest decision...
the dog Tootsie is an amazing canine. Smart, knows what I say, is getting more obedient (she’s almost 4 years old now).
I’ve learned / she’s taught me her vocalizations and what she means now, so we communicate better. She is learning to love her baths and is coming around to toe nail clipping...very slowly.
Tootsie is a rescue from Salt Lake, UT that somehow made her way to Denver as nothing more than skin and bones after having a litter somewhere...
She’s so much improved her muscles and is the second fastest doggie at the dog park, she loves to run and smiles a mile wide.
If you haven’t read “The Art of Racing in the Rain” you should get it asap.
The outside of a dog is good for the inside of a man...Churchill??
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I thought some nut shot that guy on a stoop in New York City thirty years ago?
What a loving & sweet photo!!!
bkmk
Thank you for the post and ping.
I admit, I cried when I saw this picture on FB. What a beautiful moment.
I admit, I cried when I saw this picture on FB. What a beautiful moment.
Okay, I am crying all over my keyboard now. This is the most touching, tender, loving photos I have ever seen.
Doglover ping.
My little Yorkie spends a lot of her time on my recliner with me. When I see her sleeping there, I think of her knowing she is loved and cared for. She is sleeping without worry.
And, I think of dogs that don’t have good masters - a dog’s life is in our hands. Dog’s are not “things” - they are thinking creatures who respond to those around them.
I had another Yorkie for 17 years and it was hard when she died of cancer.
OMG!
this is soooo touching..thanks for posting. thanks!
I remember 1 time taking her uptown to a city park with a pond. It was about 90 degrees out that day.
We walked uptown and I unhooked her leash and threw her ball out into the pond for her. We played fetch for awhile, then she just wanted to swim.
I remember her coming out of the water one time, with this questioning look on her face. I told her she didn't have to come out yet, and that she could swim longer. She turned around, splashing into the water and just swam for another 15 minutes.
When she came out, she was ready to go home. She was 11 and arthritis had set in. We walked about 1/4 of a mile, but the arthritis was bothering her. I carried her home about 1/2 mile.
She passed a few months later.
She had heart failure, and came into the kitchen, shaking, and leaned up against me. I took her to the vet and he ran tests, told me he'd call me in a couple of hours.
When he did call, he told me to hurry, as he didn't think she'd last much longer.
10 minutes later I was there, but she was already gone.
Never had the chance to say goodbye. But I remember holding her and crying.
As I sit here typing this with tears in my eyes, my current Irish Setter, Molly, is by my hand nudging it with her head, climbing up the chair, wanting hugs. Licking the tears off my cheek.
She's 7 years old and healthy, but someday that time will come...
Till then, she'll be my clown. My pest. And my hugger.