Having fought off my wife’s and daughter’s desire to get a puppy, I finally acquiesced and chose a pugalier last year. I chose her, or rather she chose me. After a week or so my daughter wanted to return her. Watching the little beauty running across the lawn towards me, there was no way she was ever going back and she became my life and soul. Alas, she ran out under a car after a couple of months and the day after a long off-the-lead trip (her first one ever, which led to my naive confidence in her/my abilities) in a safe and enclosed walk in Wales. Never been so heartbroken/guilty in my life and over a year later, it still hurts pretty badly.
God bless all of you who have dogs and are willing to go through the potential pain of the losing a creature who provides “unconditional love”. I envy your strength.
On the plus side (if there is one), our cat has become even closer and “talkative”. It was hard for him while the puppy was around and I had to allay his fears to the point where he now “understands” the word “safe” and appreciated and appreciates my concern for him.
At some stage we’ll get another puppy, but not while he’s still around.
Bear in mind that when my last cat died, I had to take a couple of days off work in mourning. This was more than seemed needed when my parents passed!! Have any of you had a similar experience?
Love all the dogs on here.
We’ve had and have golden retrievers, at one point we had these 5, at the back from right to left is Bramble, Logan and Moss, in front from left is Willow and Bracken
Im lucky that 2 spaniels have me as part of there life 1 cocker spaniel and a sprocker spaniel both love coming to work with me just cant find a high viz vest that fits
