Chloe, Tami’s little Pekingese passed away a few months ago. She had her for fifteen years and it was very sad to lose her.

Besides the emotional attachment of owning a dog, having a dog in your family really ties you down. It adds another complication to your comings and goings.

So, after we lost Chloe I declared absolutely no more dogs!

It’s like having another “little person” in the home to take care of!

And, I have a full life with plenty of little persons to take care of without a dog depending on me.

In spite of my remonstrations we now have a new little dog. He’s an Aussie Doodle.

Even though I was a “no” vote for getting a new dog, I seem to have become his choice for best friend (and maybe he’s getting to be mine).

When I’m around the house, he keeps tabs on me and follows me from one room to the next.

When he wants to play he goes and gets his toy and pushes it up against me and growls and barks until I play tug-of-war with him.

When I’m sitting at my desk working (or writing this blog), he lays on the floor napping beside my chair.

When I’m sitting on the couch watching TV, he curls up against me for a doggie nap.

When it’s time to go to bed, he jumps up on the bed and plops down beside me to sleep.

And, when he wants to go for a walk outside, he wants only me to take him.

He seemed to be a clever dog, so at the time I thought it would be amusing to teach him to fetch his leash and bring it to me when we were going out for a walk.

He turned out to be a fast learner.

Now, he thinks he can just go and fetch his leash any time he wants and I’m supposed to take him out for a walk.

OK, if you’re gonna look at me like that with those big brown eyes I guess I’ll take you out for a walk…. again….