This is Zack, my very loyal and faithful dog. He is cute, isn’t he? I am not and have really never been a “pet person”. Just ask my extended family. It may go back to losing our dog, Dusty, one summer day when he was hit by a car. I must have been 6 or 7 years old and I think I loved him. I remember my mom scooping Dusty up and piling all the kids in the car and driving him to the vet. He didn’t make it and maybe that’s when I stopped giving my heart to dogs. I don’t know….maybe a bit dramatic of me, huh? But, Zack has been a part of our family since 2004 when I, yes I, went to the Lawrence Humane Society and picked him up. He was a gift for my children and I had pre-requisites; must be cute, must be neutered, must be house broken and must be nice. He had it all. Well, my rescue of Zack caused him to love me like none other. I can’t deny it that I am absolutely the love of his life. He follows me everywhere, sits at my feet while I edit pictures, waits for me at the door when I am gone and won’t eat until I get back. I don’t love him the way he loves me, but that never stops him from loving me (kinda like me and God). This week, I picked up this plush pet bed pictured below; an early Christmas present for my faithful sidekick. I could not get him to lay on it. I tried and tried. The closest he got was putting his chin on it. Crazy dog! It has to be better than the hard wood floors! Merry Christmas Zack….thanks for loving me!
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