Today Silver was the chosen dog for our adventure. We went to one of favorite spots where I can let her run free. While on our stroll, I was thinking how both of our lives have changed. From simply being Alex, Silver and my husband and I, to Brut and their litter of puppies to the current complexity of living with two packs of dogs. How our lives have evolved and morphed into something I could have never dreamed of that started with Alex. I think about how easy the years have passed as I watch Silver bound ahead of me without a care that her muzzle and toes continue to whiten with time while she scampers after a chipmunk.
Funny how you measure time with your dog's life. This was Alex favorite spot too and I could almost see his big butt shooting down the hill, his long furry tail flipping this way and that. He was such a shaggy mutt that walked with fun pride and without a care in the world. He was just happy-go-lucky but with class. He had a low, full bark that came from the bellows and would scare the holy right out of you, but he always did so with a wagging tail. He was the one who got this ball rolling by coming into our lives. You have got to love a dog who changes everything about you, because he knew who you really were inside. I didn't know at the time when we got him if I was ready for a dog, but nothing prepared for the places he took me or heartache that still falls when I open my heart to the pain of losing him.
He is known as the Godfather to all his dog children. For if it wasn't for Alex, there wouldn't be 24 Paws of Love.