I talk to mine as if he understands every word I say, although common sense tells me he can’t. Animal lovers are crazy like that, but when I heard a lady saying this to her dog this morning. I too, had to smile.
‘Hurry up and get a move on. I have a doctor’s appointment.’
My first little dog Treasure, came to me as a rescue dog from a puppy farm (mill) in Wales. Because she was a Yorkie cross with Pomeranian she was a ‘throw out.’ Apparently, the woman who rescued these dogs saw the puppies that were no good to sell living in old car wrecks, in their own mess. They were fed on left overs including chicken carcasses. She drove all the way back and when I met her, the little dog was 12 weeks old, she was shy and, she was trembling as she passed her to me. She said: “There she is, the little treasure.” And, I knew then that I would call her that name because, she would be exactly that, a little treasure. We had her for 10 and a half years but throughout her life she had severe ulcerative intestinal and gastric problems due to the disgusting way she was neglected from birth. I was heart broken when we had to make the decision to have her euthanized. She was suffering too much. It took such a long time to mourn her passing, she had become a baby. Loved to be cuddled and loved on.
Timmy came into my life as an 8 week old puppy from a very reputable breeder in Ontario. We’ve had him now nearly 8 years. He’ll be 8 in April and he’s fathered 9 puppies some of which are parents themselves so, he is a granddaddy too and, most belong to friends of mine!
He hasn’t been well this past three days and I took him to the vet yesterday morning through having a very upset stomach and vomiting. The vet told me he’s such a lovely dog, so well behaved when they took him off to do take some blood to see if there’s anything shows up in it.
I don’t understand animal cruelty, my brain just doesn’t compute that we have these animals lives in our hands and they give us so much joy, so much love and so much trust and, how some people mistreat, beat and abuse that, it just blows my mind.
Anyway, the vet called last night and told me that all his blood work came back looking good. Pheeewww, panic over!