Rarely does a day go by that I am not greeted at the door by four, panting tongues and tennis balls being dropped at my feet in the not-so-subtle attempt to remind me it is now time to go out to throw the ball. As far as they are concerned, I can change my clothes and have a beer after I throw the ball for them for awhile…sometimes I do, but sometimes the changing and beer win….temporarily.
For the many, new readers of this blog, I also claim the title of “dog daddy” and you can search the dozens of posts about our dogs. My favorite one is goes back a little over two years ago…. Sunday Night, Dog Night.
There is something special about “fur love”
On the way home from Mass Sunday, as I was reading the bulletin out loud to Jim, he wondered if you would be bringing your “furry kids” to the Blessing of the Animals this Thursday. Jim is planning to take a half day off work on Thursday so we can attend…..and we don’t even have a pet! We love reading about your labs. Thanks for sharing!
Phyllis,
We will not be at the blessing…way too much sensory overload for our four…they will be sniffing butts and wanting to play. We have not trained them to behave in crowds as we do not take them out like that….they play with each other. We occasionally will take one alone somewhere, but the others freak out…it is cute, but sometimes frustrating.
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Ray, I have nominated you for the Inspiring Blog Award @ http://davidkanigan.com/2012/10/03/429-am-and-inspired/. You can choose to accept or not…just accept my thanks for your terrific blog and your inspiring posts. Thank you. Dave
Thank you again, David. It is affirming that I am not the only one who likes what I put on these pages. I did leave off a cliche that I meant to close with…”I hope someday I can become the man my dogs think I am”