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What is it about dogs?
Cats don't have it, birds don't have it, even kids don't have it. Dogs have that inate ability to get "into you". Become a part of you, make you forget all the dirty stuff that makes us human. Dogs are cool. No doubt about it.
The image above is an illustration of of one of my dogs. Her name is Holestein or "Holy" as she is more affectionately known. Holy is a good dog. She's friendly, loyal, quirky, not too smart, doesn't do any tricks, eats to much and gives the neighbor dog hell. We love her, and she loves back. To her nothing else matters but keeping us happy. Isn't that what relationships ought to be about?
The best friend I ever had was my dog "Specht". I got Specht from the pound when he was around three years old. I was around 22 years old then and figured it'd be cool to have a pooch. Specht had been abused by his previous monster, I mean owner. He was so gun-shy that when I would take off my shoes and toss them on the floor he would, in a single bound, jump over my couch. Needless to say the little guy found a place in my heart quick. Once he got to know me, trust me and realize that I kept him out of the gas chamber we really clicked. We went everywhere together. One of the funniest memories I have is, one Saturday morning we were in the car running errands, he had his head hanging out of the window as usual when I took a hard left he went flying out the window, flipped a couple of times, hit the asphalt. I thought he was smushed, I looked in the rearview and saw him get up, shake it off and came running to catch up with me. I opened the door, he jumped in and got on his side of the car, sneezed, and gave me a look that said "huh, is that the best you got?"
I had Specht for over ten years. When old age started setting in he slowed down alot, but I still knew he loved me way deep in his soul and tried to keep up as best he could. Specht knew his time. One August day, with the temperature around 100 degrees he wandered off into the woods and laid down and passed away. I've got a million other memories of Specht. Hopefully, I'll get the opportunity to share others with you as the days go by. Knowing him made me a better person.
Here's my bud.
10/2/2003 09:23:02 PM
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