This is another in our monthly “Where Bloggers Live”. I’ve really enjoyed doing this series and seeing what my other blogger buddies have been up to. Please be sure and check out all their ideas about Pets – I can’t wait.
So here we go – my pet list has been extensive over the years, but just so you know, mine have all been 4 legged, furry pets. I’m just not into the scaly kind. I could write pet stories all day, but I’ll “try” and shorten it a bit :-)….
My first pet (and I won’t name them all) was when I was about 7 years old and a little terrier. My parents surprised me with him when he was just a puppy – I named him “Harry”. I think he’s the only dog my mother ever liked. He was great, I pushed him around the neighborhood in a doll buggy, dressed him up for neighborhood parades and he was a sweetheart through all of that. Sadly he only lived to be 4 years old and is buried under an old magnolia tree that was in my grandparents yard (house gone/tree still there). Then there was a succession of dogs until I married and left home.
Chuck gave me my first poodle as a birthday gift. Cute story: this was in the 1960’s so no quick easy communication. He was over an hour getting home from work that day and no call from his office telling me he’d be late. I was frantic – visualized him in a car wreck on the side of the road. When he finally arrived, then I was furious!!! I met him outside and was just about to lambast him when I realized there was a tiny little head peeping out from his jacket. An adorable silver poodle puppy – Jacques. (No pictures, didn’t do them quite as much ‘back in the day’). After Jacques there was Coco – a really sweet but really dumb cream colored poodle.
Then this little cutie, Pierre. He was an adorable little black rescue poodle, who unfortunately had lots of issues. But the only one of my poodles that my mother ever warmed up to.
And then Frosty (the love of my life) and now Koda (a Pomapoo – poodle/pomeranian mix).
No cats until the last 20 or so years. Fluffy(a barn cat came inside, she was seriously Chuck’s cat and he was her person), and now Boots & Emma Grace. You can find several posts about the cats in my life. Boots is a big boy at about 17 pounds and 13 years old, while Emma Grace 16 years old and only weighs 7 pounds. Both are indoor cats (now) and are quite friendly. Both were rescues and have some issues, but very loving to me.
I can’t write about pets without including Frosty. All my other poodles were miniatures, but I’d always wanted a teacup. Chuck was afraid he’s step on such a small dog, but after I lost Pierre, Chuck found an ad for a teacup and took me to see him (with me protesting – I didn’t think I was ready for another dog – until I saw him). Needless to say we brought him home and he was my 3-1/2 pound constant companion for 16 years.
Then I lost Frosty – I was a complete basket case. DIL had to come to the Vet’s office to drive me home. Not only had he been my constant companion, but it was almost like loosing Chuck all over again. I was a mess!!! #3 son and his family were living with me at the time and they stepped up to take care of me, and Koda was their answer. He was a tiny, adorable puppy and wormed his way into my heart very quickly.
Now Koda is something else. He sticks to me like clue – he’s a 13 pound guard dog. NO ONE is going to sneak up on me!
You can see Koda’s puppy picture at the bottom of my blog, and he’s with me in my profile pic, and of course he’s ‘featured’ on the right column. He’s snuggled close as I type this – never far away. He’s pretty important around here!
Be sure to check out my blogging buddies for their take on this month’s “Where Bloggers Live”