Chance and Blaze's digging holes

 These are the five holes that Chance and Blaze dug that are still in the front yard.  Three years since their passing and the holes haven't filled in yet. I planted the flowers in them a couple of years ago.  They came up early this year with the early spring weather.  🥰  

The flowers bring up good memories. Chance and Blaze were crazy diggers.  Chance would dig deep enough and wide enough to fit his entire body in a hole, with just his head sticking out.  lol

The joys of letting them dig in the yard and having something they left behind.  

Brut's Talking Eyes

I find it simply amazing when I’m communicating with the dogs and we are reaching each other in a language that everyone can understand.

Those times when you find that you are actually TALKING to each other.

It still blows my mind.

Like the other day hubby had just gotten home and became the center of jealousy between Brut and Zappa.  And just as Brut started to lower his head and ears, I said real quietly, “eh-huh,” and he looked at me.  Inside that quick glance I read a fountain of information, but mostly it said, “I really want to.  But I respect you.”

I swear he has the eyes of a tiger.  I always feel like I’m dealing with a wild animal when he’s in the attack mode.  Or when he throwing around his “leave me alone” attitude.

And there is nothing quite like reaching him AND getting a positive and honest response when he’s in that mode out of the respect we have for each other.

We have these kind of discussions all of the time, but it’s the times when I really need him to hear me and he listens by returning the favor that are the most precious.

Those are the times when we really see the truth in each other’s eyes   Brut’s communicative eyes have a way of keeping a hold on me.  When he is truly who he is.

And it reminds me of a Disney movie or a storybook when the dog “talks” with their body and the child knows what they are saying.  I swear sometimes I’m living a dream.  Worth every ounce of pain, blood and tears that I went through with Brut to get here.

What an awesome boy! My Brut!

SPECIAL BULLETIN-The Death of Barney

We have just learned there has been a tragic accident that you may want to gather the children until you are ready to break the news to them.  Barney, that lovable children's dinosaur is dead.  We are getting a live report from the scene at the 24 Paws of Love and from what we understand involves a certain pair known as the Front Dogs. 

Jean, are you there?

Tom, I'm here with the Front Dogs from the 24 Paws of Love where it looks as if Barney was buried alive.  If you look closely you will see his feet sticking out from the dirt along with Chance and Blaze who in their digging frenzy say they "accidentally" buried Barney in the process.  Here's what the Front Dogs have to say:  

Jean: "Chance and Blaze, can you tell us what happen here?"

Chance:  "I love you, You love me, We're a happy family.  I love you, You love me..."
Blaze:  "Chance, SHUT UP!!"

Jean:  "It seems Chance is in some sort of Barney trance.  Blaze, can you tell us what happened?" 

Blaze:  "Well, we were trying to dig for squirrels and Barney opposed the idea, being the "loving fool" he is.  He started singing that stupid song over and over, trying to stop us, until Chance joined in with him and well, that's when the milkbone crumbled.  I just kept digging and looking for squirrels.  I don't know how Barney got under all the dirt...!" 

Jean:  "And there you have it Tom, right from the dog's mouth.  All Barney wanted to do was share his love with all of the woodland creatures only to come to his own demise trying to express that love.  Children everywhere will be heartbroken as they remember this sad day for the rest of their lives.  


Blaze do you have any last words?"

 Mission accomplished!

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Thanks to Life with Dogs, The Two Cavaliers, and Confessions of the Plume.