Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Dog Dreamin



I once loved a dog, a big, tall, black, standard poodle. He was gorgeous. He was smart. He was better than most people, and he lived for 10 years. That's all, 10 years. But for those ten years he was always by my side. We were stuck at the hip and the heart, until my husband stole him from me.

It was just the natural thing to have happen because he was home all the time and I was working. They just started hanging out together a lot.

Winning over my husband was a tall order for Rasmus. My husband has a firm commitment to his "no pets," policy, that is why we have 2 cats and 1 dog. The girls have pets; well one of those cats has adopted me. But there is no special dog here for me. Not that I didn't try. I shopped on the Internet until I was crazy from looking at puppies and checking out breeders. The only local person I could find wore animal prints and seemed on the odd side, in an Elvira kind of way. Not my first choice to get a pet from. I spent the big bucks and it was a flop from the start. I finally surrendered to defeat and gave that dog away, to a good home.

So here we are. October marked the first anniversary of my dog's death. I thought over time it would get better. I find that sometimes it seems he was just in the corner of my vision, or a bark outside that sounded just like his. Papa doesn't ever want another dog. I never heard a man cry like he did when we put our dog down.

It is something I can't really comprehend, never having another dog. I'm hoping my next dog will find me, or we will happen on each other some how. I need another dog that doesn't shed, and I like big dogs, the bigger the better. They have to smile big goofy grins and be really really smart. You know, Rin Tin Tin, Lassie, Old Yeller, Big Red, the stuff dog heroes are made of. When you've had one of those you can't settle for less; but maybe one of those is all anyone can ask for in a lifetime.

12 comments:

noble pig said...

Oh I'm sorry! One will come to you, it will...you are just not ready to find each other.

Debbie in CA : ) said...

One special dog, indeed! (*sniff*sniff*)

Rechelle said...

I too loved a Standard Poodle once. They are unforgettable dogs.

Flea said...

He may have been your one greatest true dog love. I hope not, though. And you let me know when you find a Clifford. I'm guessing the husband will have a fit about having to feed THAT. :)

Haf Dozen Reasons....... said...

Hi! First time stopping by. What a fun blog you have!

I too miss our cat called Izzy Kitty! Someday a dog will come to you to be yours again.

Life with Kaishon said...

I think you are going to find the perfect dog! Your dog was beautiful. I can see it in the pictures. The hardest part of having a dog is saying goodbye when they get old. I miss our dog we had while I was growing up. It broke my heart when he died.

Linda said...

Rasmus was awesome! I loved him, too! I never saw a dog play soccer like him before!!

Karen said...

I cannot imagine a life without dogs. It's gotta be kinda painful. I'm sorry.

imbeingheldhostage said...

I'm feeling your pain. It is awful when something catches your eye and just for that split second...

I am so sorry.

Brenda said...

He is tall dark and handsome. I can see how he stole your heart. When the time and dog are right, you'll know.

Britt-Arnhild said...

Hm, there has never been a dog in my house, neither will there be any.....

Rosie_Kate said...

Oh, how sad! Someday, maybe another perfect dog will find you.

I know how hard it is to find the perfect dog. Especially when you've known one who's irreplaceable.