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Austin and Me 🙂
Judy on June 1,2012
Hey Barb, finally made it to your blog…..I’ll have to read it to Ollie, the thinking man’s dog, (Doxie) What can I say? As you know, I lost my long time companion in February of this year. Ollie was his devoted companion, at his side morning through night. Now it is Ollie and I. He licks my tears, soon making me giggle and softening the loneliness of the moment. As you know, Ollie also has seizures, such awful happenings. The Vet tells me Ollie has no pain, yet he cries, it makes me cry. My life without a pet would be unbearable. Ollie was a “rescue”, the question is….who was rescued? Me or Ollie?
Donna on May 29, 2012
Hi Barb and Austin. Just sent you pictures of Jake and Shevy and Julianna. I truly believe that Yellow Labs are the most awesome dogs when it come to being around children. My poor Jake could have his eyes poked out by a child and just sit there and do nothing. Luckily there is aways an adult around to prevent that from happening. Shevy loves kids too, she just would not take the abuse that Yellow Labs do. Juliann loves animals and Jake and Shevy love her. Jake wasn’t feeling good a couple of days ago. He had a hard time walking…….his hip gave out……Labs are known for hip dysplasia. But, with a few aspirin, he was better. Thank God…..it was really hard picking up 100 pounds of dog. He is such a sweetie and I don’t know what I would do without him. Shevy and Jake send their love toAustin……by the way…..how is Eli…..”Where is your mother?”
Theresa on May 22, 2012
Very helpful and pleasant reading! I don’t have a little man. I have a little lady, and she can give looks to kill, like most of us ladies can. Like, one night I thought I left her outside. I was panicking and looking all over the house before I went outside to wake up the neighborhood. I finally found her. She was sitting in the chair in the same room I was with her head on the pillow watching me run back and forth, looking as though “What is your problem? I’m right here….a#*#*#*!!!”