She was the ugliest dog I had ever seen, black and brown brindle, a Pitbull body with a Labrador head, a crooked leg but the clearest, most beautiful brown eyes. I trapped her in a live trap at the local landfill four years ago. The guys who worked there had picked the trap up and placed it under the awning. It was a cold and wet November afternoon.
The second rule was, no sleeping on my bed. The first morning, I woke up and found myself staring at this sweet little face on the pillow next to me, and he was staring back. I laughed, and the second rule went out the window. Little did I know that long ago morning what an amazing journey it would be with Buddy, and that one day he would save my life, as I had saved his.
She was there when an important relationship fell apart and I thought my heart would never heal. She looked at me with soulful eyes as if to say, โIt will be alright and life goes on.โ And she was right, for someone new came into my life, whose friendship I treasure to this day.
Dear Dogsitter: Thank you so much for agreeing to take care of the dogs while Iโm away. Even though some people claim Corgis are a โhigh-maintenanceโ breed, I think youโll find my three to be delightful housemates with very few idiosyncrasies. Below are just a few โhouse rulesโ you might want to review prior to your arrival.
I watched him pull the wooden paint stick from the paint can and begin to run. I began to run, in slow motion it seemed, after him. He thought it was a game, so he ran faster. Paint dripped all over my new carpet. He got stuck once, just as I thought I had him, and he managed to push himself through the small space splattering the paint all over my black leather sofa and chair.
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