Spend more time with my dog

My dog run away, and I cannot give him my time. I am numb, he has been gone. I shed my tears. However i accept. I hope the best for him. I want him to be happy. I know with me he wasn’t. My family would constantly lock him up. I didn’t have much time to give. I worked and went to school. I never took him to the dog park. I know someday we will be reunited. I do miss him, and am sensitive talking about his. This made me a stronger person. I now know what its like to loose something important. He was my life. “if he dies, i will die” I would say. I know he is happy, he is never gone in spirit. Always there. I love him, and wont love anything as much, except god, who is taking care of him. Now all i can do is honor him and hold on to the good memories we shared because i don’t know when i will see him again or how he will be the next time i see him. I love him too much to say it calmly.

We invented a game together with the apples that have fallen off the trees. I’ll pick up an apple, throw it high up in the air, and then we’ll both chase after it when it comes down. She loves this so much that she’s been hording the apples together and whenever I come outside she runs and gets one.

We’re going to work on some more training this week. She’s an angel inside but very independent when we go out. I bought a clicker and Pat Miller’s book, “The Power of Positive Dog Training”, so we have that to look forward to. Should be fun!

Unfortunately, yesterday I had to cut her nails. We both dread doing this, and of course I cut a nail too short again. This time it was really bad though. She bled A LOT. I went to get the first aid kit, but the styptic powder had all dried up. I put her paw in some corn starch and then put pressure on it with a cloth. The bleeding still didn’t stop. I ended up bandaging it and disinfecting it with a lot of resistance from her of course. It was a disaster. I spent the rest of the day feeling like crap and cleaning the blood out of the carpets :(

Well, I took Belle for a walk today instead of just putting her in the backyard. Even though it started raining halfway through, we both had a great time. She is much better at walking now than I expected (she stayed right by my side for the most part and didn’t pull). We’ll go for another walk tomorrow.

haven’t found out what he like yet, beside walking, so i read for 45 minutes than walk all day long.

talk to my dog a lot more. find a sport we both enjoy and take to dog park.

I first got my dog, Quinn, in 1999 when i lived outside of Baltimore. I drove to Pittsburg to pick him up. I decided then I wanted a dog I could take EVERYWHERE with me. My new best friend. There was this really awesome little park next to my building. It had trails and 3 big fields and a pond and picnic benches and was connected to a golf course. It was a secret because no one was EVER there. We went there every single day for the year we lived there.
We moved to COlorado and found bigger and better parks and lived out some amazing years together then moved home to my mom’s 100 acre farm to “retire”. He is almost 10 now.
My friend lives in baltimore and Quinn and I go down there a lot to visit and pass by the exit I used to live off of on the way. The week before I left Quinn at my mom’s for 64 days while I moved to Chicago I was almost at the exit and I was like, WAIT, My dog needs some me time! So we pulled off the exit and drove to that little park, and wouldn’t you know it, it was exactly the same. We parked at my old apt building and he ran up the walk like it was yesterday, thinking we could go in. “No Quinn, we don’t live there anymore. Come on Let’s go to the park!” He looked at me like I was crazy. (He hasn’t used a leash in about 8 years) so he says, “Really Mom?” I laughed because his expressions are priceless. He ran over to the yard and looked back at me for confirmation and I said go ahead and off he went. He started running right to the park as we did every day. We walked together for almost an hour all around that park the same trails and the same route. He peed on everything like he was saying, “I’m baaack”. I believe he remembered it all and he got joy out of being there. I know he “remembers”, but do dogs think, “man I miss it here” or God those were good times” or “Why are we here?” He’s so damn Smart it blows my mind. I dont’ understand why there isn’t any device that allows us to communicate yet. Anywhoosle, Quinn and I walked around that park while he frolicked and I bawled thinking that this may (God Forbid) be the last time we hang out. He’s just getting up there and anything can happen. It made ME feel good to do that for my dog. He deserved a special field trip.

was so used to me being home off work…then I got the motorcycle and started taking off on it…now she gives me a dirty look every time I leave on it…or my boyfriend’s bike. But I spend time with her before I leave and again when I get back…and she has this relationship with my boyfriend like you wouldn’t believe…not sure if I should be a little jealous!!!

he really does become markedly more affectionate the more time i spend with him, as well as less so if i’m harsh or distant.

My Best Friend is having TPLO Surgely. I am afraid to loose her in Surgery. I hope all comes out well. I cannot see my life without her.

I love her so much.

R.I.P my baby boy. major i love u for ever im sorry
xxx