I Am Such A Sap
I was walking back to catch the bus the other day and I happened upon two kids who were chatting whilst walking their young dogs. One was this blonde mongrel of indeterminate origin and the other was this beautiful, joyously happy black (I am talking about dogs here btw) lab puppy who still had the shortish tail composed more of long hairs that came to a point than anything else and possessed of all the exuberance and rollicky nature of their sweet kind. He was constantly on his back or flopping about, gently gnawing and chewing on the blonde in and endless sequence of epic faux fights.
It was incredibly cute and amazingly sad. It made me think of our wonderful dear Claude, still so sweet and loving of spirit but now so slowed by age and various aches and pains. I am not ashamed to say my eyes became somewhat affected.
Well, not too ashamed.
Did perchance the children make me wistfully yearn for my own past youth?
Oh god no: I have bourbon.
Life | Mr. Bingley | 
September 26, 2013 12:06 pm
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(sniffle) I think this merits a photo of that wonderful dear Claude, don’t you? Hopefully one of him gazing fondly at … bacon… or veal… or something meatish.
What Julie said.
Claude would prefer a photo of him eating bacon.
He’d probably prefer the ACTUAL bacon!!
My guy, Koda, turned 15 this month. That’s the high end of the breed’s life expectancy, and I have no bourbon…
And you also have wine, Mr. B!
Alas, our canine companions live an all-too-short life, but they are a joy all the same.
We should raise a toast to Claude!
Here’s to Claude!