Friday, I went over to Jon's house in the middle of suburbia. Serious suburbia in Virginia somewhere by the way. A place where houses dote the landscape and there are no sidewalks and no way to get into or out of unless you own a car or like risking your life on a highway of some sort!
Jon has this little critter called Luda at his place... its under 5 pounds in body mass but it sure puts on quite a show. I think I spent a few hours playing with that little critter and I absolutely envy every dog owner now. Jon mentioned that he wished he had a dog growing up. I guess a lot of people refuse to let their kids get dogs for various reasons. My family isn't like that thankfully. I was born into a house full of dogs. From German Shepards to Pomeranians to daschunds to 3 generations of English Springer Spaniels, dogs have been part of a good chunk of my life. Every day that I lived in India/Africa, there was a dog in the house. Literally, aside from the time spent in cars/buses, trains, planes, I've spent every day of my life until I moved to Canada with a dog.
It was probably one of the hardest things to get used to, not living with a dog. You get used to it after a while... I had pictures of my dogs on the walls of my room in Canada... but still, you forget the joys of spending time with a dog when other things are going on in life.
At any rate, if you have a dog, give it a pat or something... they are incredible animals, they give so much for so little. You feed him, play fectch with him and that's it, you're set. I can't wait to go back to Vancouver and meet the new dog my mother has, she's a daschund. She's the 3rd one so far in the family I think, Brownie was 18 when he died (my dad backed the car onto him... the dog was deaf and blind by then... and my dad felt terrible about it, especially since the dog pre-dated him in the family!), the other one died of gasteroenteritis eating tree fertilizer and destroying its innards at the tender age of about 6 months (his tail had a bend in it like a 7... he was one of 7 pups and he only had 19 nails).
Oh and if you have a dog that you want to leave behind while you go on vacation or something, send him/her my way. I'll take good care of it.
Here's a picture of the spaniel back home... (now available thanks to Picasa on Linux!)
Jon has this little critter called Luda at his place... its under 5 pounds in body mass but it sure puts on quite a show. I think I spent a few hours playing with that little critter and I absolutely envy every dog owner now. Jon mentioned that he wished he had a dog growing up. I guess a lot of people refuse to let their kids get dogs for various reasons. My family isn't like that thankfully. I was born into a house full of dogs. From German Shepards to Pomeranians to daschunds to 3 generations of English Springer Spaniels, dogs have been part of a good chunk of my life. Every day that I lived in India/Africa, there was a dog in the house. Literally, aside from the time spent in cars/buses, trains, planes, I've spent every day of my life until I moved to Canada with a dog.
It was probably one of the hardest things to get used to, not living with a dog. You get used to it after a while... I had pictures of my dogs on the walls of my room in Canada... but still, you forget the joys of spending time with a dog when other things are going on in life.
At any rate, if you have a dog, give it a pat or something... they are incredible animals, they give so much for so little. You feed him, play fectch with him and that's it, you're set. I can't wait to go back to Vancouver and meet the new dog my mother has, she's a daschund. She's the 3rd one so far in the family I think, Brownie was 18 when he died (my dad backed the car onto him... the dog was deaf and blind by then... and my dad felt terrible about it, especially since the dog pre-dated him in the family!), the other one died of gasteroenteritis eating tree fertilizer and destroying its innards at the tender age of about 6 months (his tail had a bend in it like a 7... he was one of 7 pups and he only had 19 nails).
Oh and if you have a dog that you want to leave behind while you go on vacation or something, send him/her my way. I'll take good care of it.
Here's a picture of the spaniel back home... (now available thanks to Picasa on Linux!)
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