Get a cup of coffee and let me tell you about my boy. He was a God send to me about this time almost 7 years ago. My Hillary was getting old, Curtis had gone into the Nursing Home, and I didn't want to come home to an empty house, so I began my quest for a young rottie. I didn't want a puppy, as Hillary had driven me crazy going through the puppy stage. I asked God to send me the right dog. I finally narrowed it down to three and called my wonderful vet, Dr JoAnn Hibbs. She said, "I don't like the sound of any of them. Give me some time and don't do anything." The next morning my phone rang, and it was Renee, the girl we had bought Hillary from. Now, Renee doesn't part with her dogs. (She raised one litter of puppies, of which Hill was one, and was so picky about the homes they were going to, she never did another litter) She had bought Dasko to show and he hadn't gotten big enough, and she was willing to give him to me!!!!!Later she said she didn't know what came over her as she never parted with her dogs. NEVER. My response was, it was a God thing and she couldn't have changed it if she wanted too! So, from November through December, he came to visit me. New Years Day 2008, he moved in. What a gift he was. We bonded immediately, he was 4&1/2, well behaved, good mannered, and a perfect dog. He was my constant companion. He loved everyone and almost everyone loved him.
He thought everyone who came Through My Back Door, came to see him, and to tell the truth a lot of folks did.
I want to share some pictures with some of his friends, and some pictures that are special to me.
I am not wanting this to be a sad post, but a thankful one. I am thankful to have been owned by him for 6&1/2 years. I am thankful I got to share him with you readers and so many of you have said you felt like he was your dog too. Thank you.
Thru Nana's Window)
I had the best picture of him and Sharon and can't find it. I loved the way he was looking at her in it!
Well I am grateful you let me share my Dasko with you and I am glad you came Through My Back Door, although it is lonely right now, where life is still good.
PS:It has taken me several days to do this post. I am still broken hearted
PSS: Renee who gave him to me, Laura who boarded him at doggy camp, and my vet Dr Hibbs, have all cried tears with me, I thank them because they understand how deep the hurt is
PSSS: You have no idea how your messages have helped. Trace I love the little woolen angel and she is watching over this household in the living room. Thank you all for your prayers