For as long as I can remember, our family has always had a dog. I remember our beautiful, black, German shepherd in Ecuador, named Ebony. She was sweet and had a litter of precious puppies -- of which I named after my favorite "Sweet Valley High" characters. Pathetic, I know.
Then we had an cute little cocka-poo. His name was Meshach. No matter how much I wanted him to love me, he loved my mom more. Not a problem, since after all, she did feed him and take better care of him. He was probably sick of me constantly wanting to pet and hold him.
Now, Scott and I are blessed to have a wonderful black Lab, Coal. Aside from a heavy shedding problem, he is the sweetest and most obedient dog. I'm so glad he's a part of our family, and I'm thrilled Dani will have pictures and memories of him as she gets older. I do admit that I tend to complain a lot about having to clean up his hair that's all over the place, but I also cherish those special moments with him - when he rests his head on my leg for a little extra rub, when he joins me at Starbucks as I sip a frap and get into a good book, but most of all, just the comfort of having him around.
He loves Dani and enjoys being around her - most of the time. Today he let her just chill with him in his special corner of the laundry room. Sweet moments, hanging out with the dog...
13 years ago
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So cute! I miss those cuddle times with our dog...but I definitely don't miss cleaning up after her. :) I was just telling Caedmon yesterday that someday we'll try the dog thing again. He still talks about Piccadilly and we gave her away almost a year ago!
Sweet Coal! And his love for carrots! Too cute!
You left off Oreo! I do believe my brother would be upset with you for that since they had such a unique relationship. I know he loved that little bit of time that we had her as our dog before she disappeared. She sure missed you guys but she seemed not to miss all of you as much when she lived with us as she did when she was with the McWhites.
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