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Re: Scooter's Adventures
I think this is so true. Kinser, our non-diabetic boy, is a family dog but he's always been my boy. Decker was all dog. He never relied on the humans on his life for comfort. Not until after that dreadful day we left him overnight at his diagnosing vets 'to be regulated.' When John brought Decker home I had expected him to be beside himself with energy. Instead he came in and curled up on my lap in the corner and slept. There were many times over that next eight months he would wait for me to sit on the floor and come flop in my lap. We didn't know what was wrong at the time but knew he was not himself. As he struggled, there were many times I promised him that we would get him better and that nothing would every hurt him again.
When his mobility got bad I would lay with him on the living room floor until he was ready to go upstairs to bed. Then we'd go up the stairs together and I'd get him settled on the floor next to me. At some point during that time, Kinser stopped coming up stairs. He was no longer my dog but he was great and never once complained. It was like he understood. Decker had become my boy. He needed me. It was a side of him that had gone unknown for eight years.
Sometimes I think Decker understood the conflict I felt. He was our baby. Kinser was entering his senior years. With Decker, we lived a limited life of activity as he did not have the temperament to take to public places. But it never mattered. We just got creative in finding things we could do and places we could take the boys to run. We were a family.
Since Decker has passed, Kinser has been rewarded with going just about everywhere we can take him. He has the temperament to handle just about anything. We went to our first k9 - carnival a few weeks ago. Over 15,000 people in attendance. Many of which had at least one dog they'd brought as well. All in addition to the many rescue groups that were there as vendors. I don't think Kinser has ever sniffed so many butts in his entire life
! He was in his glory!
We waited in line along the road to park at the event. There were dogs walking up and down the road while we waited. We all immediately started talking about Decker and smiled at how he would have been going nuts at the sight of the first dog. We laughed when we talked about how we would have never been able to get the hatch of the vehicle opened without him escaping. What we discovered was though it was a place we never could have taken Decker, he was very much there with us in spirit. There were so many times that day we joked about how he would have reacted to different things. He was the main topic of much of our conversation that day. All the while, Kinser enjoyed being my boy once again.
Big hugs to you! Look forward to more Scooter stories when you are up to sharing.
Originally posted by peeweek9
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When his mobility got bad I would lay with him on the living room floor until he was ready to go upstairs to bed. Then we'd go up the stairs together and I'd get him settled on the floor next to me. At some point during that time, Kinser stopped coming up stairs. He was no longer my dog but he was great and never once complained. It was like he understood. Decker had become my boy. He needed me. It was a side of him that had gone unknown for eight years.
Sometimes I think Decker understood the conflict I felt. He was our baby. Kinser was entering his senior years. With Decker, we lived a limited life of activity as he did not have the temperament to take to public places. But it never mattered. We just got creative in finding things we could do and places we could take the boys to run. We were a family.
Since Decker has passed, Kinser has been rewarded with going just about everywhere we can take him. He has the temperament to handle just about anything. We went to our first k9 - carnival a few weeks ago. Over 15,000 people in attendance. Many of which had at least one dog they'd brought as well. All in addition to the many rescue groups that were there as vendors. I don't think Kinser has ever sniffed so many butts in his entire life
! He was in his glory! We waited in line along the road to park at the event. There were dogs walking up and down the road while we waited. We all immediately started talking about Decker and smiled at how he would have been going nuts at the sight of the first dog. We laughed when we talked about how we would have never been able to get the hatch of the vehicle opened without him escaping. What we discovered was though it was a place we never could have taken Decker, he was very much there with us in spirit. There were so many times that day we joked about how he would have reacted to different things. He was the main topic of much of our conversation that day. All the while, Kinser enjoyed being my boy once again.
Big hugs to you! Look forward to more Scooter stories when you are up to sharing.
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