in memory of good dogs…

I was thinking about it last night, and this is the first time since I was 4 years old that I didn’t have a pet. (Sorry fish- but I don’t count you in the same category. ) It’s very strange, and I will confess quite unpleasant. ESPECIALLY nights that Jason is working something is missing. My movie/TV buddy, my sidekick, my friend. The photo above is our memorial shrine to the three dogs we once had… and I don’t mean to be ‘debbie downer’ here- but it’s going to be hard to find any dog as awesome as ours were.

Angel- my sisters dog that we only had a few years- is pictured below.

I love that photo of her, and love that it hangs in our family room. While I know boxers have their health issues I’m leaning more and more towards that breed to look into for our future. Not any time soon- a 1 year old + a puppy does NOT sound like a recipe for a fun Christmas! But I am sure that someday, somewhere a new dog that is perfect for us will appear…