Growing up, I lived on a VERY large farm that was filled with livestock, fields and TONS of chores. But I love the way I grew up and don’t think I’d have fit in growing up in the city. But on a farm, animals really aren’t your “pets”, they all were there for a purpose and reason, none of which was supposed to be “fun”. That doesn’t mean that I didn’t name my favorite pig or steer, nor does it mean that I didn’t treat some of the animals like they were pets, I just didn’t let my dad know…LOL.
When I first started dating my husband he had a dog, whose name was Bosworth, but we called him Boz for short. Boz was a sweetheart of a dog and my first experience of actually having a dog as a pet. From the get go, I LOVED Boz, he was just so sweet and wanted to be wherever the hubby and I were, which wasn’t always easy considering that he weighed about 120 pounds…LOL! Boz was a part of our family until the summer after our son turned one. That summer we were all out in the yard playing and our son walked up to Boz to pet him and as he got beside him, Boz nipped at Keith. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin or draw blood, but it was hard enough that it left a mark that turned to a bruise, and it was totally unprovoked, our son hadn’t even touched Boz.
I didn’t have to say anything to my husband, we had talked about what would happen if it ever looked like Boz would bite someone, especially the kids. We had already made arrangements with a friend of ours who lived on a farm that he would take Boz if this day ever came, so my husband called him up to make sure he was home, which he was, and the kids and I said our goodbyes to Boz as my husband loaded him into his truck.
It took a few years before we were ready to think about getting another dog, Boz had been with my husband for over 5 years when we had to get rid of him and I didn’t want to push the issue, but I did know that we would eventually have another dog. That day came unexpectedly when my husband had seen an ad posted that someone was giving away an adult terrier mix. Now my first thought when I heard terrier mix was a small to medium sized dog, so I was very shocked when we got to the house and this terrier mix weighed about 80 pounds. My husband and the kids were INSTANTLY in love with the dog that we would come to know as Dudley, but I sat in the background trying to motion “NO WAY” to my husband as he talked to Dudley’s current owners. I was outnumbered 3 to 1 and we left that day with Dudley in tow. He had a difficult time adjusting to living with us, he had been with the people we had gotten him from since he was a puppy, so they were the only home he had ever known. He would sit at the window in the front of the living room looking outside and he would start crying, almost as if he was crying for them to come and take him back. Eventually he did adjust and accept his new home and by that time he had completely won me over!
We lost Dudley almost 7 years later, but he was the dog that changed my heart about dogs! Since then we’ve had just one other dog until the four we have now. When we were living in the inner city I had the cutest chocolate Lab mix named Coco. Coco kept me from sinking into a deep depression and it broke my heart when we had to find a new home for her. But because of how dangerous our neighborhood had become, we had to get the kids out of the inner city and where we were moving to did not allow dogs and we had to move for our own safety! Coco is still with the family we found for her, I went back and visited her a few times at first, but it hurt so much because each time I went to see her I didn’t want to leave her, so I had to stop going to visit her.
And now we have the fearsome foursome….LOL! Never in my life did I think that I could love a pet the way I love these four! They are a constant source of unconditional love and keeping up with them provides enough exercise that I don’t have to worry about working out on fitness equipment….LOL! I love to hug them and give them kisses, but I love getting kisses back from them even more! When I’m down, just spending some time snuggling with one or more of them always makes me feel better. Yes, four dogs is a handful, but I honestly cannot picture what life would be around here without them around! And if you look at this picture, you’ll see why!