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DEATH
If
I am in a room and the topic of death comes up, I will leave. If I cannot
leave, I will abruptly change the topic. If that doesn’t work, I have been
known to stammer incoherently and/or cry.
DOGS*, CHILDHOOD TIMELINE OF
1976-1980 Humphrey,
the Black Lab
Humphrey is legendary in our
family, because apparently I ran away from home at the age of 2 (how did this
even happen?!), and Humphrey kept me company as I paraded my diapered bottom
all through the neighborhood. I don’t remember this, but I do remember picking him out from a litter of lab pups. They were
all cuddled up in a green wool blanket in somebody’s garage. I picked him up and held him close to my chest. He had the perfect new puppy smell. As he got older, he always stood guard by the tub every time I took a bath. Humphrey was a
perfect first dog.
1980-1983 Heidi,
the Weimaraner
I also remember choosing
Heidi. We lived in Florida that year, and Dad drove us deep into the woods to
meet a family that had Weimaraner’s for sale. There were “important
discussions” about the the bitch and stud which left my six-year-old brain
baffled. After much chatting between my dad and the dog breeders, we left with
Heidi. My mom and I tossed names back and forth all the way home, and somehow
we ended up with Heidi. Something about Weimaraner’s being German and Heidi
being a German name. It didn’t make sense when I was 6 and it doesn’t make
sense now.
Heidi was famous for these
things: eating Barbie toys, counter surfing, and shaking a bag of flour so
violently that our kitchen turned into a snow-covered blizzard.
1986-1992 Dusty,
the Cocker Spaniel
When
we moved to Nevada in 1983, my mom swore we would never own another dog. Each
time we moved, the dog had to find a new home and it broke her heart. It took
my dad approximately three years to convince her otherwise.
They
surprised me with Dusty. One day they went out together, and when they pulled
into the driveway a few hours later, my mom was holding a full-grown Cocker
Spaniel in her lap.
It
was love at first sight. Dusty slept on my bed every night from the time they
brought her home until the day I moved out. To this day, whenever I bring a dog
into the family I feel a little disappointed when they aren’t as awesome as
Dusty. I’m sure that’s unfair to the new puppy loves, but it’s just the way it
is.
Dusty’s
claim to fame included: hiding a treasure trove of odd items under the cushion
in her wicker doggie bed, sitting on my bed with her front paws on my lap
whenever I was crying and being a melodramatic teenager, and freaking out
during any storm or fireworks show – to the point of destroying door frames,
furniture, and running away.
*This
list fails to include Bo, the rabid Spaniel that tried to kill me, and Fred,
the really ugly dog my sister loved for reasons unbeknownst to me.
How sad to have lost so many wonderful pets. We are looking to adopt a dog right now. We've been dogless almost ten years now (we thought jake was allergic, but found out it was cats instead so now we have a green light to go!)
ReplyDeleteThis was a melancholy post, but you did a nice job on it. I'd love to hear about the rabid dog almost killing you - maybe under R? Go Team Tina!
Tina @ Life is Good
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Ooh, that's one to add to my R list! :) Thanks! I could write a whole other list about my dogs as an adult. And yay for you -- finding a new dog is a great thing. :)
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