Tag: #pets

Good Night, Good Dog

Callisto, the wonderful dog we adopted seven years ago, passed away peacefully after a short battle with disease. She leaves a dog-shaped hole in our hearts as she was very much our daughter. My wife and I wished she could have stuck around to meet the baby, but the universe has a funny way of balancing equations. One life leaves…

Goodnight, Kitten

I didn’t have a lot of pets growing up. What pets I had were a combination of dogs we inherited or just randomly adopted (or they adopted us), and a cat or two that liked to be around us. Mom had some parakeets once, but then she lost it when they died. There is also the story of me adopting…

Playing fetch with a big, dumb, lovable dog

I went out to the lake near the house to get the dog tired. She’s been very active inside the house, probably because the weather has been so nice. She probably wants to chase all the rabbits that run around the yard, too. So we went to the lake and I threw the ball for her a few times. There is a particular place by the lake with a steep incline, so the ball travels farther and she has to work harder to run back to me. Well, after a few back-and-forths, she decided that she had enough. She took that ball and ran into the lake to drink some water and cool off.

I love this big, dumb, lovable dog. She has been with us for five years, bringing us 99% good times and the occasional headache when she decides to eat something she shouldn’t, clean a cat, or lose her bowel control in the living room.

Here’s a video of the whole “I’m going into the lake whether you like it or not” incident. I hope you enjoy it.

I don’t want to be that parent

My wife and I got back from a very long run (mixed in with walking). We’re running a very long race in a couple of weeks, and we want to be prepared for it. As we hobbled around the house, legs wobbly from ten miles of jogging, we noticed a strange smell emanating from the dog. Sure enough, the dog…

What is it about our pets?

[row][span size=’8′][slab_h3][slabtext]”I would like to see anyone, [/slabtext][slabtext] prophet, king or God,[/slabtext][slabtext]convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.” [/slabtext][slabtext]– Neil Gaiman[/slabtext][/slab_h3][/span][/row] I have always loved dogs. I don’t remember a time when I didn’t like them. Even when a neighbor’s dog took a bite out of my hand, I still liked all other dogs.…

Sick Guinea Pigs and thoughts on death

The first time I remember seeing a dead person was at the funeral of my maternal grandfather. I don’t remember the details, but I do remember my mom lifting me up to see him in his coffin. I had no clue what was going on or why everyone was so upset. Probably because I didn’t spend much time with him,…

For the love of dog (and pets)

I was listening to a podcast about our relationship with dogs the other day, and I got to thinking about my own relationships with dogs as the years have gone by. This is the first dog I remember having: