My dog, Six-Pack, has gone missing. Lady Pearl the, niece of Earl, has been missing for two full weeks. I’ve not a clue as to if she was taken by a person or by a larger animal, but she’s not here anymore. Earl is stilling missing his Pearl. Cousin Louie hasn’t a clue and doesn’t seem to notice anything but his food bowl.
I got an e-mail that said that dogs die early because they are only here so long to try and teach us human’s unconditional love. Pearl is missed and missed a lot!
Now, the youngest of the 5-pack was Goobers, now known as Rojo! Z. names dogs funny names. He had a black doxie that he called “Blondie!” And now this little German red dog is “Rojo!”
I was wondering how Z would react to me getting Rojo and then the next day Uncle Archie appears? It only took from Friday night to Monday night for him to ask, “Can I hold your dog?”
Then who couldn’t love Uncle Archie? Z took him for a pickup ride, but Uncle Archie wanted to drive! Z’s working on another angle for Uncle Archie to be his cab dog. Cousin Louie is a much better pickup bed dog. Even then, if not tied will jump out and go visiting the neighbors. Sandy and Mark know him as much as we do. I do so appreciate good neighbors, but Cousin Louie is a pest!
P.S. Hope who took Barbie’s horses and my Pearl dog will be really good to them. Heavens, how does one take and hide a HORSE?