Buzzy was glad to retire. When we first adopted him, Bud worked nights. I worked days. The poor little guy had to help Bud sleep from mid-afternoon till I got in from work. He’d get up then and help me till my bedtime when his second sleep shift started. Fortunately, we had Sissy, another American Eskimo Dog to share the sleep load. Sadly, when Sissy died, Buzzy had to do it all till we adopted Squeaky, a rag doll cat. Squeaky was an expert sleeper, but wouldn’t necessarily follow dog sleeping rules, or any rules, for that matter.
His willfulness eventually led to his demise. Squeaky was exclusively an indoor cat. Despite his neutering, from time to time his hormones acted up leading him to attempt escape. One night he shot out the back door, never to be seen again. I suspect he made the acquaintance of one of the coyotes we sometimes heard yipping.
Croc with baby
Poor Buzzy was on his own again till he retired a few years when we did. Not too long ago, we adopted Croc, a Mastiff mix. We now have two dog beds on our bedroom floor. Buzzy usually starts out in bed with us, then moves to his doggy bed. Croc yearns to get in our bed, but can’t jump. It is common for one or both of the boys to get hot during the night and move to the hardwood floor for a while. We have to leave a night light on to avoid stepping on dogs when we get up at night. A Mastiff takes up a lot of floor space, especially when he drags his baby and pillow with him. I forgot to mention Croc’s amazing ability to fart and snore, so it’s impossible to forget he’s around.
American Eskimo dogs stole our hearts many years ago when George showed up at our house and adopted us. No matter that we already had a Dalmatian and weren’t in the market for another dog. Unfortunately, George left us far too soon. It wasn’t long before another puppy baby puddled up our floors. I gave Bubba a fuzzy white plush toy to comfort him leaving his mom and siblings. He dragged it till it was nothing but dirty body parts. Just before it bit the dust, the UPS man showed up at the door with this plush toy we ordered from Beggin’ Strips. Bubba, like all dogs, believed that UPS man showed up only to steal our stuff, so was frenzied as always. He was overjoyed when we opened the box and he pulled Bacon Boy from the box. It was just as he’d expected, the UPS guy almost got away with the good stuff.
Sissy, a female Eskie joined us when Bubba as about six. Though she had her own fuzzy white crib toy! she coveted Bubba’s treasure, but was rarely fortunate enough to snag it for more than a minute. I think her finest moments were when Bubba was outdoors, asleep or best of all, had to journey to the vet leaving her to savor an unmolested moment with Bacon Boy. Had Bubba only suspected the raw emotions she shared with Bacon Boy, there would have been Hell to pay.
Sadly, after Bubba went to his reward, Sissy grieved, but comforted herself with her darling Bacon Boy. Sometimes she got so cozy with him, we had to hide him when we had guests. Before too long, we got Buzzy to be her companion. Like the others, he got his own baby, but quickly realized what a prize Sissy had in Bacon Boy, and occasionally got to play with him. Those moments were few and far between.
The saga continues today with Buzzy’s devotion as Sissy’s sad demise. He can’t sleep without Bacon Boy. As often as he is able, he slips Bacon Boy out to the yard, but we hustle him in as soon as possible after a game of keep away. Bacon Boy is showing his age. He’s lost the bacon strip he was holding on his arrival. I fear his is deaf because of his missing ears, mute and without a sense of smell since his nose and mouth are worn off and blind since his eyes are white with cataracts. I’m sure he has gastric distress as a result of numerous surgeries to replace his tattered innards. His fur is dirty and battered beyond what any washing can handle. I wish human elders were cherished the way Buzzy’s Bacon Boy is. Dogs can teach us something about unconditional love.
My seven-month old Akita Granddog Watson’s passion for football is starting to cause him some problems. Don’t know if he will ever be able to pass this football, even if he can swallow it.