Mark,
The only problem with bringing wonderful dogs into our lives is that we most usually outlive them. Man...that just tears me up. I am such a sucker for great dogs (or even ordinary dogs), and am so heart-broken when they die, that I've only had two of them in my life, and I am 65 years old. I love them so much that I just can't stand the thought of outliving a third one. So now you guys all know what a wimpy, emotional sucker for dogs I am. I make no apologies for my total love for my two excellent departed canine companions--nor for my love of dogs in general.
I read somewhere that a man is supposed to be entitled to one great dog in his life. Well, I've had two. Some of you have had many more. WONDERFUL! But I don't think my heart could stand the loss of another one. I will go out with friends who have wonderful dogs from now on, and I will form my attachments with those excellent beasts. We will have a good time. The dogs will love me and I will love them. Man... I love them all! But I will avoid having to bury any more of my own great dogs until my dying day. A few years ago, I helped an excellent friend bury his beloved dog. I guess you could say I was a ball bearer. I could hardly stand it. Like I said, I am a total sucker for a dog. No shame here.
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