@sonnyboy:
What do I love most about Sonny…its hard to put into words & it's a little personal ....I love that I am lucky enough to get to be HIS human
I so understand. When I lost Sayblee 9/9/2008 I felt like my heart was ripped out. I cried daily, buckets. I found myself sometimes in bed holding her ashes container wailing. It got better, but she left a Sayblee shaped hole in my heart that was nearly unbearable. I had promised my husband no new dogs til the massive vet bills on our credit cards were paid off. In 2009 I found not one but 2 rescues I wanted and he threw a fit, reminding me of our agreement.
Then the Wimauma pack happened and I asked again. Whether it was the decreasing amts or his tiring of my crying, I don't know, but he agreed. Just a note, normally I would NEVER allow him to make a decision about dogs, but since it was our joint credit I used, I had made a deal and I felt bound to it.
And here is Cara, who is still a puppy, still not quite the adult mature bonding I had with Sayblee. But she has carved her own Cara place in my heart. And while it doesn't fill the Sayblee hole, the heart expansion makes the hole relatively smaller. She gives me joy. When I get up at night, like Sayblee, she has to poke her head out til I get back in bed. Last night she was actually laying on my pillow when I came back. It is a sacrifice of their beloved warmth, since my room is well under 60 at night with the heat shut out of my room and my bedroom window open.
I am sorry for people who don't love or know the love of dogs.