Yesterday marked one full month to the day that Buddy came into our life. I have to say that I could not have planned for a better dog. He is even-tempered, loves people, kids and especially other dogs. We visit the dog park, “Pooch Pines” just about every other evening where he socializes with an array of other canine companions wrestling and running themselves into exhaustion.
With James away in Arizona all this week, Buddy and I only had each other for company. Last weekend while I was writing my novel Unforgettable [based on the life and times of my mother], I found myself overwhelmed by emotion as I was forced to relive some very difficult memories. Quite unexpectedly I found myself reduced to tears at which point, Buddy sensed my distress and jumped up onto my lap to kiss my face. Then he curled himself around my waist in a “doggie hug” as he looked up into my face in sympathy. It was very tender and one of those moments when you realize that a dog is truly capable of love and caring.
Well weather-wise in South Florida, this week was exceptional. From Monday thru Thursday I kept all the windows and doors open to let in the cool temps (upper 70’s) along with the unusually dry air. We have a pool in our back yard and since day one; Buddy’s natural intuition has kept him away from the edge. He had no problem walking [or even running] around the pool but always steered clear of the edge.
Well yesterday while I was sweeping up the patio, I noticed a gurgling sound coming from our neighbor’s yard. These neighbors’ don’t live here full time so I keep an eye on their home for them. I recognized the sound as the warning that the water level was getting low in their pool so I turned my back for a moment to try to look through the hedge to see if I was right [which I was]. At that moment, from behind me I heard a “SPLASH!” I quickly turned to see that little Buddy had fallen into the pool. His pathetic expression was one of sheer panic and total distress. Clearly he had been shocked by the sudden plunge.
The only thought that crossed my mind was to make him feel safe again ASAP, so I jumped into the water to retrieve him. He did manage to paddle [I guess that’s why it’s actually called “doggie paddle”] to the pool’s wall but he was not able to get himself up over the coping to dry land. I picked him up and put him onto the patio. I grabbed a bath towel and proceeded to dry him off. He was still shaken from the experience. I got a second dry towel and wrapped it around him. Once swaddled in the soft terry comfort, he lay in my arms like an infant with NO desire to be on his own. It took a full 20 minutes before the initial shock wore off and I could place him down again.
Well I guess something clicked in Buddy’s head. He now viewed me as more than the guy he lives with who feeds, walks, bathes and plays with him. He suddenly saw me as his great protector. For the rest of the day he was no longer content to sit “by” my feet as I did my computer work but opted instead to “lay on” them. Each and every time I got up to walk, he literally stayed up against my legs taking each step with me. Whenever the opportunity would arise, he would leap onto my lap and lick my chin. I felt like his mother or at least felt that he viewed me as such.
So as we head into our second month together, I strongly feel that Buddy realizes that whatever may have happened in his young life before he came to us, he is here to stay. What’s more, he will be well taken care of. Ironically, after he comforted me in my distress last Saturday, I realize the same thing. Life IS good!
Until next time,