Suzy’s Third Anniversary
It was three years ago today that my wife and I were adopted by a nine year old Sheltie mix named Suzy. (Suzy barks that she is a “Meltie”.) Soon after the death of her previous guardian, she was fostered with a family that had both large and small dogs, several cats, a few sheep and small grandchildren. Suzy had it made. Along with all the interaction with other animals and humans she had about all she could eat. After all the other dogs were fed and had their fill, Suzy, ever so helpful, would make sure the bowls were clean. She did not like to go on walks. Her only real exercise was running about in a large yard. She was a bit plump when we first saw her.
After three years, she still is a foodie (but a bit trimmer) and receives her three small meals a day. We are now trained to provide those meals at very specific times of the day, treats in a timely manner and go on
walks moseys by the clock. As we all know, every plant, every blade of grass and each patch of asphalt holds pee mail from our companion’s friends and must be minutely interpreted before proceeding. Thus the moseys.
Every dog guardian is blessed with the unbridled and unconditional love of their canine companion(s), be they purebred, “Melties”, rescues or born to the manor. Every day we are thankful for Suzy, her love, her antics and her strict eating, mosey and treat timetable to which we have become accustomed. But in the background there is always the joy that we are able to give Suzy a second chance at living out her life in a loving home and be able to enjoy “running like the winds”, as she would bark.