May 10th 2008 9:13 pm
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Hoo-mom's been gone a lot this week. We have tried not to be too ruff on her though because her hooman grandfather passed away. Hoo-mom's Grandpa loved dogs and if it wasn't for him, I would likely not be here!
Back when hoo-mom was just a kid, Grandpa had a German Shepherd named Bandit. Bandit was rescued from a rough beginning when hoo-mom was just 7 years old. They grew up together. He was a great dog. Sometimes he was bad too. Sometimes he fought with neighborhood dogs & he even chased a cat up a flagpole once. Luckily hoo-mom forgot about all the bad stuff. She remembered he was sweet, and loyal, and tough. Except when it thundered, then he was not so tough and he hid in the shower and cried. He was a lot of fun to play with. Hoo-mom got older and Bandit got older too. Eventually his back legs didn't work so well and that made everyone sad. When mom was 20 years old, Bandit's old body wore out & he went on to the Rainbow Bridge where he could run again. Everyone in the family cried, even the ones who didn't really like dogs.
After a while Grandpa missed Bandit a lot and wanted another Shepherd. On Thanksgiving one year he got a White Shepherd puppy. Her name was Princess. Grandpa loved Princess so much that when hoo-mom's Grandma passed away, the gravestone that she now shares with my Grandpa was made with a list engraved on it of all of their children, and at the end it says "and Princess". Grandpa equated love with food, and so Princess was very, very fat. I wish hoo-mom was like that but she says staying lean is good for me & Grandpa didn't know. After Grandma went on to Heaven, everyone worried that Princess would go there too and Grandpa would lose all his marbles. Luckily she lived a good long life even though she was fat, blind, and very spoiled.
A few years ago Grandpa got Sporty, a husky/shepherd mix. He found out that it was harder to train a husky mix to respect property lines and not chase cats than the GSDs he'd grown used to, and that puppies had a lot more energy than he remembered. In January Grandpa was getting sicker and had to go to the hospital. Everyone thought he'd be back home eventually but he never made it. Sporty he got a new permanent home with hoo-mom's aunt and uncle.
Hoo-mom will never forget the first time Takoda and I met Grandpa. Mom took us over to her mom's house. She lives on a very busy street and there are lots of police, fire trucks and ambulances going by all the time. Those make us howl loud! And that's what we did. Grandpa thought it was funny at first but then we just kept on doing it. We could tell he sure liked us but we were a little too loud.
Just last fall Grandpa & hoo-mom sat down together & she showed him all the pics of me and my siblings. He really enjoyed it & mom got to tell him about how much of an influence he and his dogs were on her, and how she got me because she loved Bandit so much as a kid. He thought that was extra special, and said she could have this big German Shepherd ceramic statue that hoo-mom's aunt had painted many years ago. It looked just like Bandit, and when hoo-mom was a kid she always loved it & one time had asked if she could have it but Grandpa wasn't ready to part with it. Well, now Bandit's statue sits under mom's computer desk. She looks at it every day and thinks of Bandit, and Princess, and Grandpa and me.
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