I replied very early in the morning. Now it's a little less early and I remembered I wanted to say Hey that's cool that we're fellow Texans. Big win for our local Longhorns last night, well "our" here in Austin anyway.
Also, a Husky/Labrador mix sounds amazing, genius. She's gotta be one of cutest dogs in all of this bug state.
I've been meaning to respond to your article for last few days. I'm a big dog lover myself and my newest addition is a now 1 yr old Huskador? which I'm told is one of the acceptable labels for a half-Husky, half-Lab, and she is also named Lucy! Small world fellow Texan.
Lucy is a joy to watch with her black coat and crystal blue eyes although they seem to change some days. Hard headed? a bit for sure, .just e that Husky side If I could convince her that dog food really is for dogs, she might fill out a bit more and I've tried some of the best brands. It's my fault though since I'm a night owl and snack on pretzels, letting her snack a few too. I've since stopped that habit but apparently she has a long memory because she is a picky eater.
One of the best thing about she has turned out to be a great companion to my much older (14 yrs) mixed breed female rescue that we've had 12 yrs ourselves. They kind of remind me of how my daughter was when her younger brother was born. We've moved cross country a few times and they've always been there for each other when having to adapt to yet another new school.
I'd never really considered getting a second dog in the house since our Izzy was indeed old and set in her ways, but she's actually the one who found Lucy and alerted me. A neighborhood young adult, we'll call him Jeremy!, couldn't keep Lucy so he dropped her in our fenced in backyard when she was about 8 wks old. Unfortunately it was one of those rare freezing rain, abnormally cold winter days in south Texas, and Izzy heard crying and whining before I did. Izzy wouldn't be deterred and kept going to the back door to be let out,which was odd itself as she detests going out in a slight drizzle. much less a steady downpour. I opened the door and Izzy waddled out to the near corner of the house and just sat there looking back and forth from SOMETHING to me. I really didn't need our usual telepathy to know I needed to do SOMETHING already and quick, since Izzy was shaking off water drops at a steady rate. I grabbed a windbreaker and peered around the corner still a bit apprehensive since I hadnt yet heard whimpers because of the rain and had been fearing maybe a snake. Izzy had alerted me to one of those before too.
So condensed version, a tad late maybe, that is what brought Lucy into our lives and it hasn't been the same sense. I know that some days early on Izzy really, really wished she'd ignored those sounds in the yard and her life wouldn't have had a puppy chewing on her tail, Izzy's tail that is, no chewed on re-gifted softballs plunked in her water bowl or those pretty blue eyes intently focused, watching and waiting on a twitch of movement from Izzy as she naps on her "bad" days. They've played together in the sprinkler on hot days, Izzy helped house train Lucy, and I was able to video Izzy running again playing chase for the first time in a longgg while.
Lucy is also a great listener especially on days when I'm sad, watching Izzy's, too soon for me ,decline. Izzy is now blind from cataracts, has kidney stones and has battled long time heart issues, and I sometimes just sit and talk to her after giving her her meds whether they'll help or not at at this point, it's our routine. I might whisper about it to myself, and there's Lucy with her head on my knee, head tiled to the side looking at me with now some days hazel eyes, telling me it's gonna be ok.
So yes, dogs are like our children. We want to heal them, protect them , lessen their pain and keep them safe, as much we can anyway. (Guess I should add anyone with a heart for pets anyway). That's all dogs want. The only difference that I see is that dogs live to please their owners. That's pretty much all they want, besides decent food, warm bed and tons of pats, pats more pats & words of praise. Not that parents are "owners" of our children but wouldn't it be nice if our children were as easy to please? On the contrary though, we parents tend to live to make our children happy above all else, to their detriment sometimes. But that's a different issue for some other time. I've dogs to feed and pick up after... just like I did with my kids.
Oh My. Thanks for sharing about your Lucy and Izzy. They both sound wonderful. I'm sorry Izzy has so many issues, I'm sure she feels all the love you and Lucy have for her.
scrolled through after posted, my sincere apologies Patrick. I rambled on way too long!
I replied very early in the morning. Now it's a little less early and I remembered I wanted to say Hey that's cool that we're fellow Texans. Big win for our local Longhorns last night, well "our" here in Austin anyway.
Also, a Husky/Labrador mix sounds amazing, genius. She's gotta be one of cutest dogs in all of this bug state.
No you didn't. Every bit of the was great to read.
I've been meaning to respond to your article for last few days. I'm a big dog lover myself and my newest addition is a now 1 yr old Huskador? which I'm told is one of the acceptable labels for a half-Husky, half-Lab, and she is also named Lucy! Small world fellow Texan.
Lucy is a joy to watch with her black coat and crystal blue eyes although they seem to change some days. Hard headed? a bit for sure, .just e that Husky side If I could convince her that dog food really is for dogs, she might fill out a bit more and I've tried some of the best brands. It's my fault though since I'm a night owl and snack on pretzels, letting her snack a few too. I've since stopped that habit but apparently she has a long memory because she is a picky eater.
One of the best thing about she has turned out to be a great companion to my much older (14 yrs) mixed breed female rescue that we've had 12 yrs ourselves. They kind of remind me of how my daughter was when her younger brother was born. We've moved cross country a few times and they've always been there for each other when having to adapt to yet another new school.
I'd never really considered getting a second dog in the house since our Izzy was indeed old and set in her ways, but she's actually the one who found Lucy and alerted me. A neighborhood young adult, we'll call him Jeremy!, couldn't keep Lucy so he dropped her in our fenced in backyard when she was about 8 wks old. Unfortunately it was one of those rare freezing rain, abnormally cold winter days in south Texas, and Izzy heard crying and whining before I did. Izzy wouldn't be deterred and kept going to the back door to be let out,which was odd itself as she detests going out in a slight drizzle. much less a steady downpour. I opened the door and Izzy waddled out to the near corner of the house and just sat there looking back and forth from SOMETHING to me. I really didn't need our usual telepathy to know I needed to do SOMETHING already and quick, since Izzy was shaking off water drops at a steady rate. I grabbed a windbreaker and peered around the corner still a bit apprehensive since I hadnt yet heard whimpers because of the rain and had been fearing maybe a snake. Izzy had alerted me to one of those before too.
So condensed version, a tad late maybe, that is what brought Lucy into our lives and it hasn't been the same sense. I know that some days early on Izzy really, really wished she'd ignored those sounds in the yard and her life wouldn't have had a puppy chewing on her tail, Izzy's tail that is, no chewed on re-gifted softballs plunked in her water bowl or those pretty blue eyes intently focused, watching and waiting on a twitch of movement from Izzy as she naps on her "bad" days. They've played together in the sprinkler on hot days, Izzy helped house train Lucy, and I was able to video Izzy running again playing chase for the first time in a longgg while.
Lucy is also a great listener especially on days when I'm sad, watching Izzy's, too soon for me ,decline. Izzy is now blind from cataracts, has kidney stones and has battled long time heart issues, and I sometimes just sit and talk to her after giving her her meds whether they'll help or not at at this point, it's our routine. I might whisper about it to myself, and there's Lucy with her head on my knee, head tiled to the side looking at me with now some days hazel eyes, telling me it's gonna be ok.
So yes, dogs are like our children. We want to heal them, protect them , lessen their pain and keep them safe, as much we can anyway. (Guess I should add anyone with a heart for pets anyway). That's all dogs want. The only difference that I see is that dogs live to please their owners. That's pretty much all they want, besides decent food, warm bed and tons of pats, pats more pats & words of praise. Not that parents are "owners" of our children but wouldn't it be nice if our children were as easy to please? On the contrary though, we parents tend to live to make our children happy above all else, to their detriment sometimes. But that's a different issue for some other time. I've dogs to feed and pick up after... just like I did with my kids.
Sorry such a long comment. I do tend to ramble.
Oh My. Thanks for sharing about your Lucy and Izzy. They both sound wonderful. I'm sorry Izzy has so many issues, I'm sure she feels all the love you and Lucy have for her.
& Parrots :)
Hmmmm :)