This is what I really want, and if the people around me really knew me, they would know this is ALL I want. My son, if he were to buy me a puppy present, it would be a Chow Chow because our last dog was a Chow Chow, Tazz. He had to be the best behaved dog on the planet. Dignified and loving, his favorite trick was imitating a animal rug…and he was quite good at it. But I’ll tell you that when a bigger dog becomes older and finds it difficult to walk, he’s very heavy to lift.
Tazz has been gone for just over two years now, and this summer I fell in love with the puppster above. Last August I went to upstate NY to visit friends for vacation, and they’d been given a new Maltese puppy who needed a home. For over a week, I spoiled that puppy completely. Hand him over to me and within two minutes, that wriggling mass of energy would tap out and nap in my lap for an hour or so.
I received regular pix and reports from my friend Marti: Buffy is growing up and is a regular terror. I always tell my friend that anytime she wants to send him to Nashville, I only live four miles from the airport and I’d be delighted to pick him up. So far, she hasn’t taken me up on my offer.
I’m sure THE DOG WHISPERER would be able to help her become the leader of her pack. Does anyone watch that show? I love it. It gives me my dog fix until I take the plunge and bring home another furry friend. If and when I do, it’ll be the first time I’ve ever tried to be the leader of my pack, but I’ll give it a go. Otherwise, I may have to call Cesar.
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