Here is a picture of our dear friend Spencer whose life has ended. He was old and full of troubles and ready to go. He spent the last two weeks of his life on his Grandma's farm, where he was as happy as he could be, then he was helped to be on his way. He was wrapped in his favorite quilt, and buried in a favorite spot by the river. So long, Spencer, we will met one day at the Rainbow Bridge and play zoomies again.
Yesterday, my Mom and I went for a walk in the afternoon. We have a special walk we like to go on and when we start getting closer to home, we are near our library and court house. Yesterday as we began getting near these buildings, a huge dog, my Mom thinks its part Newf and maybe Rotti, came bounding up to us, pushing us and being rude. We tried not to be scared, but we both were a little, until the big oaf started doing Play Bows with me. Then he would stand in front of my Mom so we couldn't get past him, she would shove him and take a few steps, but it turned out he was good natured enough and didn't want to hurt us. But as we got to crossing the street, his partner came, and it was another very, very big dog, like a giant Chow and it was aggressive. Then when this dog got a little aggressive, so did the goofy friendly one. I went down on my back in submission because I am no fighter and especially not of two dogs who are so much bigger than me. Just at that time, a small older woman came with a stick and leashes, and my Mom helped her get the Chow type leashed, she went to take it home and Goofy just followed right behind! Whew! We were both very relieved at that and felt good that it worked out all right. I don't know what would have happened if the lady hadn't come for the dogs. My Mom can't imagine how this tiny woman who looked like 90 pounds could manage a dog that we are sure weighed as much as she or MORE! We were told some time ago by our neighbor who lives next door to these dogs, that they came from China, but we are not sure about that. We have never seen them out on the street before so I expect they never get walked or exercised. Not a good life for such big dogs.
Alls well that ends well!
Kisses, and happy Sunday to you,