Last Wednesday was the busiest day at the dog park last week. We saw more dogs that day than any of the other days. Henri was especially interested in playing with three that showed up towards the end of our visit. Their names were Norman, Lyric and Jackson. Lyric and Jackson were Australian Shepards. Norman was a mutt of some kind. He was older and didn't see very well. He moved like my old boy, Kota. I liked him. Henri liked him. He played with him the most, even though Norman didn't play back tons. Turns out Norman and Jackson were both ten years old. I never would have guessed that. Their momma said that Norman lived a rough life while Jackson lived a couch life. Jackson was really playful, but he was kept on a leash that day. I believe she said Lyric was four years old and playful as well, of course. They didn't stay long as the bugs were bad, but we enjoyed the visit.
Friday afternoon I saw on Facebook that there had been an apartment fire and the dogs, plus a cat, had been home. All the dogs had been rushed to the emergency vet for smoke inhalation and some injuries. Norman and Lyric didn't make it. Jackson had to stay for observation, but seemed to be doing okay. He went home on Sunday. The cat had been missing, but was found the day following the fire. Even though we'd only just met them, it was extremely sad.
It's just a reminder to live each day to the fullest, and to give our animals the most love we can possibly give them. Take them for a walk or a run or to the park. Give them a treat just for being cute. Play fetch as many times as they bring you the ball. Cuddle them when they beg for attention by rolling on their backs. We just don't know how long they will be with us. (Uh, forever, of course. Stop talking like that!) They are such a blessing to us, we can only hope to make their lives half as good as they make ours!
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