Everyone's Best Friend...

and now that I've said it out loud I will blog about it...

 I've come to the conclusion that babies are not likely to be coming true in my future...

and every time I start to feel bad about that I end up looking up puppies and dogs...

it's not a far stretch to tell ya the truth..

a lot of things about babies and puppies are the same... so the leap from one to the other isn't that far fetched.  

So I had been thinking I'd like to save up and get myself a puppy and that way it gives me lots of time to think about it.
Some of my favourites are Newfoundlanders (aka Newfs)
There's a lot of things I love about the Newfs... gentle even though they're giants, loyal almost to a fault, and real strong, and would be hardy for this clime of course.

We were watching TV last night and the Boychild says 'What's a Great Dane?'
'A dog, a rather large dog' Showed him about how tall they get at the shoulders with my hand.
'Holy I could ride it like a small horse' was the response I got from my answer.

I told him that I'd like to get a Newf then I got thinking about it while I was making supper for all of us. There's a bunch of different breeds that I like and wouldn't mind having. A Newf (obviously), a Dane wouldn't be too bad, the Man wants an Irish Wolfhound, there's a few that I like the look of that I can never remember the names of as well.

As I stirred dinner, I looked out to the Man in the living room and said 'You know, we were really spoiled'
(here's where all the pics come in)
He of course looked a little confused because how was he supposed to know I was still thinking about dogs while making dinner.

I chuckled and continued 'with Buck, we were really spoiled.'

Now Buck (aka Stinken) wasn't actually our dog, per se. We were taking care of him for Squasha when he first moved to England back in '03. I'm sure I'll get corrected because I can't remember exactly how old Buck was. Most of the time he acted like a puppy still so it was hard to remember that he was an older dog.

He was one of the best, well natured dogs I've ever had the pleasure of taking care of.

Considering at the time when we first got  him we had a Jack Russell, and five cats you'd think it was a mad house. Well actually it was a mad house... but anyway. The Jack Russell ended up going to live with my sister and turned into a major suck.

Anyway... So since Buck was such a great dog, I'm a little nervous now (for a long while now) about getting any other dog.

I know that may sound silly, but seriously he was just that well behaved.

I remember this time that my landlord at the time came by with another guy to do something at the house. It was only myself and the Boychild (who was 2 at the time) at home. (besides Buck and the 5 cats)
I didn't really like my landlord very much he kind of gave me the creeps, he wasn't very personable and was sort of stand offish so I never really got a good vibe from him.

 I always loved when people would come to the door Buck had such a deep voice and would bark real low making him sound really really mean.

So I let the landlord in and sat down in a chair and just let him do whatever it was he needed to do. But I had to keep a hold on Buck's collar as it seemed he wanted to go see the landlord. I dunno if he didn't like him either or what but anyway.

As I sat in the living room with Buck the landlord came in to talk to me about something to do with the floor. As the landlord got closer, Buck's ears went down and a low throaty growl came from him, that stopped the landlord dead in his tracks and he suddenly became very nervous.

I had to chuckle because even though he was growling at him, his tail was thumping against the floor as if happy that he was going to get pet or something.

Needless to say the landlord didn't stick around for very long. From that day on I never felt nervous about men coming to the house while the Man was at work. I had Stinken to protect me and the Boychild.

Generally he was very quiet, and gentle. He'd give a bark or two if someone came over but didn't jump on them. Just a nice cold nose to the crotch usually. lol

So yeah...

I don't know if I would really want to get another dog even though I'd really like one.

Out of all the dogs I've ever had (taken care of) he was the best.

I would feel bad for any other dog we got because they would be constantly compared to him and well as you can tell there really is no comparing him to any others.