A houseguest
We have a houseguest.
Our K8 dropped by today along with the grandchilder and the dog.
They are gone home now but not the dog.
Woodja [Wouldya?] has decided to stay with us for a few days as a little holiday for himself.
Heâs a lovely dog if a bit idiotic. He weighs near the ton but still thinks heâs a puppy. Not funny when he tries to jump on the lap or even have a quick shag.
Heâs no substitute but he is great company.
And the house doesnât feel so empty.
For a few days anyway.
Awwwww.
Careful, tt. You’re letting your soft underbelly show.
After your last post Grandad, I started thinking about life, the universe and everything, about dogs and other animals I have known over the years, and about the nature of unconditional love and so forth … and then remembered one of the best illustrations of unconditional love I have ever read:
Shut your wife and your dog in the car boot for a couple of hours. When you open the boot, who is the more pleased to see you?
See? Says it all to me …Â
How is Woodja at driving the car?
you have a very kind daughter there and a very cute grand doggy
I’m gobsmacked…
I was feeling for you after yesterdays post – I had to open the doors and windows, there seemed to be a lot of dust in the air as I read it.
Now today what do I see ?
Call it what you like but to me it sure looks like another dog. I’ll shut up now in case I say something I regret.
Caraticus – That is an excellent point. In fact I shall go so far as to put it to the test.
Ian – Fucking hopeless. He hasn’t even mastered the bicycle yet.
Cat – As daughters go I have had worse she’s not too bad. Though I had to bribe her to take the grandkids home as she wanted to leave them too.
Snookertony – He is indeed another dog [or maybe a small horse?]. He is here just for a couple of days to keep us company and lessen the pain. He is not a substitute [I am reconciled to the fact that there will never be another Sandy], but more of a distraction. The only problem now is that he seems to have settled in here a little too well!
Â
There will never be another Sandy, but perhaps when you’re ready another friend will come to you. It was 3 years after I lost my Lassie before my second dog Zelda adopted me.
They were so totally different in personality but they both loved me and I them.
Meanwhile enjoy Woodja.
I’ve often said “I never met a dog I didn’t like.” Can’t say the same about people though. But it’s great to see all the animal lovers here. I guess it’s true that we do stick together and offer what help we can.
Â
Nice one, K8!