Saturday, March 28, 2009

Pretty Ladies, All in a Row

***Bernie, Poochie, Elizabeth circa fall 1994, Lake Tahoe***


I played hockey today for the first time since I turned 40. I'm still faster and better than I was at 20, for sure.

KU is out of the NCAA Tourney. It's okay, they done good this year. Elizabeth is from Connecticut and is a UConn fan. UConn is playing now and everyone should root for them, since they are the Huskies. Get it?

Okay, here are "Ten Favors a Dog Asks of Man," author unknown. I came across this in a newspaper about 15 years ago. It's great, though I offer the caveat that number one is a little over the top. Certainly, take your dog on certain jaunts but don't feel bad about leaving him/her home from time to time! Here goes:

1. My life lasts between 10 and 15 years. Every separation from you means suffering for me. Think about this before you decide whether or not to take me.

2. Give me time to understand what you are asking from me.

3. Instill confidence in me, I thrive on it.

4. Don't be angry with me for a long time, and don't lock me up for punishment. You have your work, your pleasure, our joy. I only have you.

5. Talk often to me. Even if I don't understand you completely, I do understand the tone of your voice when you talk to me.

6. Know that no matter how I am being treated, I shall never forget it.

7. Keep in mind before you hit me that my jaws could crush the knuckles of your hand with ease, but that I don't make use of them.

8. Before scolding me when working with me, consider perhaps I am uncomfortable from digesting my last meal; perhaps I was exposed to the sun too long; or perhaps I have a worn out heart.

9. Take care of me when I am old. You too are born to be old one day.

10. Be with me when my going is rough. Everything is easier for me when you are beside me.

I'll mention that numbers 2, 3, and 5 are absolutely critical and so worth it, especially if you are dealing with a timid or previously abused dog. Also, I gained no greater satisfaction during my life with Bernie than I did during her last couple years, as number 9 references. There is no better love than that from an older dog. Finally, the last ten days or so I spent with Bernie--the time between her Valium experience and her passing--were absolutely priceless to both her and me, and help my mind and heart rest at night. Live number 10 if you are ever faced with that situation--do it for yourself, do it for your dog.

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