It's been just over two months since we buried Bauer, and there are days I still expect him to greet me at the door after work. I came in from the backyard a bit ago and a pile of clothes on the floor in thre laundry room caught my eye. Took a second to realize it was just clothes.
Just thinking about my previous dog today, this is Warner. My younger daughter and her roommates rescued him while in college in Chico, CA, then my wife and I inherited him when the girls graduated and went their separate ways. Warner quickly became my dog, which drove my daughter nuts when she came to visit, because as much as he loved her, he had his ways of letting her know that I was #1 to him.
The girls did a great job with him, as he was well trained and incredibly well behaved, he was a German Shepherd - Black Lab mix, and just one great dog. Warner developed some serious health issues when he was about 3-years old, shortly after we got him, and after a very stressful period of trying to diagnose the problem, we found that he had Addison's Disease. Addison's can be treated with medication and special care, but it is really hard on a dog, and shortens their lifespan significantly. Warner made it to 10 years old, this picture was taken right around his 10th birthday, probably 6 - 7 months before we had to let him go (about 3 years ago). He was one of the best dogs ever, and we sure do miss him.
Shasta is a pit and simply the best dog I’ve ever had. When we got Sadie I thought Shasta would kill her. However she is just a very tolerant momma dog to the little one. The little one thinks she is the dominant dog.