Reply #15: Join you, a little later [View All]

[EFerrari]

My hubby is disabled (personality disorder) so it's been me and the cats watching over Buddy.

I went right into some kind of shock watching Buddy have her stroke. Not out of it yet although crying my eyes out might be an indicator.

What are you doing for Lucy? I bet she is looking for him. Have you thought of putting things that smell like Casper by her sleeping place?

My girl seems a little better today, but the day she goes, all bets are off. I went through a period of being really phobic, nearly housebound and I adopted Buddy for the express purpose of getting over that.

She was perfect. Went from a scrappy, nippy, yipping pup to the most patient being I've ever met. I got a permit and she went all over with me, on buses, to work, everywhere. I used to have trouble sleeping while I lived in Berkeley and so I'd put this really ugly looking steel collar on Buddy and walk any time of the night I wanted to, she looked so fierce. (I had to steer her away from people, because they were in extreme danger of being licked, which would have blown our cover. lol)

She used to sleep under my desk when I went back to teaching. She could be in a roomful of toddlers at a bare 8 months and be so gentle that she never knocked over a single one.

Once, my little niece felt afraid of Buddy. So, I taught her how to manage Buddy -- the verbal commands and the handle signals. And so this little tiny girl set out to get Buddy to sit and to "down" and to stay. And Buddy played along. Ella isn't afraid of big dogs anymore. :)

They're furry angels.