Just checkin' in to see what's goin' on...Did you know today is Black Dog Day? I have three black dogs in my life...Brady, BayBay and my Granddog, Stowe.
Mr. Brady
Miss BayBay
Stowe - Granddog
Little did I know three years ago that I'd have these lovelies in my life. I had come to the conclusion after losin' my last dog that I was not gonna get another one. What was I thinkin'?
I thought it would be nice to take a break from havin' to take care of anything other than myself. I could walk out the door without a care and come home when I wanted to. I wouldn't have to be responsible for the feedin' and well being of anyone but myself. I was 60 years old and other than my childhood I had been takin' care of people and pets for my entire life. Now, it was MY turn....MY turn to finally be footloose and fancy-free.
It didn't take me long to miss havin' somebody waitin' for me at home and lettin' me tell 'em what kinda day I'd had. No longer was there anybody there to talk to...about the good times...the bad times...the in between times.
My youngest son was lookin' for a companion...a FURRY companion...a BIG companion...a standard poodle. Not havin' anything else to do with my spare time I spent endless hours on the internet...Lookin'...Searchin'...Had to be JUST the right match. About the time I decided it was a waste of time I stumbled up on a rehome ad for Mr. Stowe. I knew NOTHIN' about the breed. I had two miniature poodles in my teens and they were FABulous companions...Smart, too! But in my mind standard poodles were too laid back...boring...and just lookin' purty. They had NO personality! Boy, was I wrong!
It was love at first site when we went to check Stowe out. He had been livin' in a storage building with no windows, no exercise...and no lovin'. We took him immediately and within a week found out he was the funniest, sweetest, smartest dog on the planet.
The first year that Stowe was in our lives was epic. I got to babysit a LOT....and found myself even gladly givin' up my ODP Saturdays if I got the chance to keep Stowe. It didn't take me long to decide that Mr. Stowe needed a playmate. That was my crazy reasoning, although deep down I knew it was ME who needed a playmate. The house seemed so empty when he wasn't visitin'...And I also knew that I had grown WAY too attached to a big goofball who wasn't mine. I could see that my son was startin' to worry that I would beg to keep Stowe.
So, after another stroke of luck I ran into another ad lookin' a new home for Mr. Brady. If you know me...Or if you've been keepin' up with my blog...You know the rest of the story.
I now have two BIG black dogs of my own. And the icing on the cake of havin' Mr. Stowe still in my life.
Black dogs RULE! In our family, anyhoo. And if you're lucky enough to adopt a black standard poodle you've hit the Jackpot.
Why did I wait so long? I was missin' out on a whole lotta lovin'....
WoooWeeee....That makes me want to get up and fas' dance.
Hope you're celebratin' National Black Dog Day..Me and the kiddos are lovin' it!
Sooooooo...We're gonna get off'a here and dance!
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