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Topic: DOG (08/09/18)
- TITLE: Bo
By Trudy Newell
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Mike sat on the beat-up bench with Bo. He shook his head and smiled. How many times had he replaced the bench? He couldn’t remember.
But he did remember when the SUV pulled up at the County Fair with the sign on it, “Free puppies”.
That’s a laugh! From day one Bo has ‘dollar and cents’ us to death.
He went over to see the puppies. One pup stood out. He was white, with the curly tail of a husky and personality plus. Mike found out that the personally came from a yellow lab. The dog snuggled under Mike’s arm quite at home.
If he snuggles like that with Mrs. Tru, we have a dog whether we want one or not.
Sure enough, when Mrs. Tru came over the dog snuggled under her arm. Mike knew in his heart that she wouldn’t even look at the other dogs.
Once home Mike recalled how Bo instantly became a part of the family. He laughed at Mrs. Tru as she held Bo in the recliner that first night. He wouldn’t go to sleep otherwise.
But Bo didn’t stay small very long. Mike chuckled and rubbed the head of his sixty-pound lap dog.
Even though Bo bonded with Tru first, he’s my buddy.
Mike knew that Bo loved Mrs. Tru, and she did fine in a pinch. Bo found that out when Mike had been in the hospital for several days this last year. But there was no question who’s dog he was.
There is something special about a man and his dog.
It was fun showing Bo off to all their friends. Bo sat nicely in Tru’s lap and went with them on most their trips into town. When Mrs. Tru asked their friend, June, how big she thought Bo would get, June laughed out loud.
“How do you know?”
“Just look at those paws.”
Mike built Bo a kennel while he watched him. That was when Bo never wandered more than a few feet away. But the adventuresome spirit soon came out. It wasn’t long before the lease became necessary. Bo loved Mr. Mike and Mrs. Tru, but he no longer came immediately when called.
Then Mike could visualize the white pick-up that hit Bo when he was a year old. Mike remembered how Bo jerked, and his hand had lost its grip. Even as a young dog, Bo had that four-paw drive and he was gone. Out into the street he dashed.
Tru, come quick. Bo’s been hit by a pick-up.
The trip to the Vet had been a nightmare. But Bo fully recovered.
Now, eight years later, his rear leg shows no signs of arthritis, and he glows with health. God is good.
Mike frowned. Last year Bo became an outdoor dog. Until then, Bo came into the house in the afternoon for about an hour for his treats and love time. Mike realized how much he missed this, and Mrs. Tru even more. But their son and his wife had bought them a brand-new leather couch. Even Mrs. Tru understood that one scratch from Bo’s paw and the couch would be ruined.
Mike shock his head and scratched Bo’s ears again.
Even now,Bo loves to escape and then tease. He walks around the tree line and appears to laugh at us. When I try to catch him, he wags his kinky tail and runs like the wind. But he knows where he belongs. Come dinner time he struts into the kennel and starts eating his food like he's done nothing wrong. Mrs. Tru and I come out to close the door and say ‘good night’. I don’t scold him anymore. It doesn't do any good.
Well, Bo is one happy camper. We treasure his friendship. God created him uniquely for us to enjoy. He thrives, and people watches. We laugh at his antics, except when he’s busy digging a hole.
Mike grinned, “Now if only I could teach him to fill in those holes.”
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