Milo came to visit us this past weekend...well, really he came to visit Rudy -- we're a side note now. They played, and played, and played until both literally collapsed...snoring...loudly!!
We're all grateful for the kind thoughts from Dolly's passing. I tell ya, it's hard to lose a "furbaby" and I KNOW it's not going to be easy when Ace, Rudy & Milo's time comes. I CAN tell you this...our furbabies will have the BEST life we can give them while they are here with us -- And my parents did no less for Dolly.
She was a rescue dog from a very bad situation at the age of 8 mths old. This young couple got her because she was such a cute puppy (as all bassetts are--something about those ears), they spent no time with her...no training...no playtime, then their baby arrived. Dolly was relegated to a much worse existence, tied with a 3 ft. rope to a pole in the basement of their house. When Mom found out she made them an offer...thankfully they took it (or it would have gotten ugly). Dolly was Mom & Dad's 3rd Bassett Hound. Now of course the pain they are feeling now is the obvious..."I'm not going through this again!" -- but I tell you I've heard that before. They've NEVER been without a four-legged furbaby! Hopefully Rudy & Milo (oh and Daisy & Duke aka The Terrible Twins -- my brother's 2 boxer puppies) can give them some healing and love till then.
Keep on Knittin' & Spinnin'!!