Sunday, August 7, 2011

Dog's Best Friend

A dog may be a man's best friend ... although, I personally think there are many other things that a man would prefer to be his BFF rather than a smelly dog, but that is beside the point of this blog. Dogs are also other dogs BFFs. I know this to be true after watching how our our dog interacts with my parents' dog, with the dogs of friends, etc.

I just learned that my beagle's BFF was recently put to sleep after a lengthy, mysterious illness. Woofie met Milo three-and-a-half years ago when he went to live in greener pastures with his grandparents. At the time, I wasn't able to give Woofie a good life in my small apartment, so his grandparents offered to watch him for a few months.

After a few months, when the conversation came up for Woofie to come back and live with his momma, we couldn't separate him from his BFF, Milo. Woofie knows when Milo is walking up the sidewalk to go for their afternoon walk. Woofie and Milo exchange Christmas presents, run around the yard together (albeit on leashes, but whatever ...) and tell each other secrets that us humans can't understand.

A few months back, Milo started to lose weight, was put on some meds and appeared to get better. Unfortunately, he didn't get better and ended up back in the dogspital. Last weekend, Milo's parents got the call to come and say good-bye to him, as his body was filling up with fluids and they didn't think that he was going to pull through.

That nite, Woofie crawled into bed with his grandpop and slept in bed with him, something that Woofie hadn't done in years. Even the next day, Woofie was more cuddly and affectionate than normal, sensing that something wasn't right.


I am not sure what Woofie will think now when he looks out the window in the late afternoon looking for Milo, just like he has for the past 3 1/2 years. I am not sure what Woofie will think or do when he walks past Milo's house and his friend doesn't come out to play.

What I do know are the lessons that can be learned from watching dogs play with their friends ... be loyal; share; put them in their place when they are out of line; if one of you passes gas, run away; and just enjoy life.

To Milo, you are missed by us all.

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