Buddy and I always had a dog growing up when we were kids, so it was only fitting that when we had children of our own, they would get to experience the same thing. We brought our first family pup home in June of 2006. His name was Bo's Winning Hand, a purebred German Shepherd, that we had gotten from a family in Cleburne, Texas. We had gone out to look at some puppies and this beautiful sable pup caught our attention. I just knew he was meant to come home with us. He was such a ham and got along famously with Mollie, my mother's Cocker Spaniel. Unfortunately, we lost Mollie in August of 2007 to cancer - almost a year after losing my mom. Bo was dubbed our "perimeter" dog and he loved the outdoors running the fence-line. The paths he forged through our backyard are forever imbedded in my mind. Bo loved playing with rope toys, but one of his favorite toys was a construction cone that my husband had brought home from work once. He literally wore it down to the base. Bo was the most loving and gentle dog and the the kids adored him. Sadly, in August of 2016, we lost our beloved GS. After years of battling hip dysplasia , Bo developed an overnight illness and we were unable to transport him to the vet in time. I was so thankful to be by his side when he crossed Rainbow Bridge. He was 10.5 years old and we all miss our Bo's Winning Hand.
In Memory of Bo's Winning Hand - 2006-2016
I Loved You Best
So this is where we part, My Friend,
and you'll run on, around the bend,
gone from sight, but not from mind,
new pleasures there you'll surely find.
I will go on, I'll find the strength,
life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave,
share one last look, before I grieve.
There are others, that much is true,
but they be they, and they aren't you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
will remember well all you've taught.
Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,
the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
take with you this...I loved you best.
Copyright © Jim Willis
In Memory of Miss Mollie Brown - 1995-2007
The next little pups to enter the fray were two little Chihuahuas the kids named Ash and Rose. In August of 2010 a friend's dog had puppies and we decided to let the kids choose a couple. They really were the cutest little pups and we had them for almost two years. Where Ash was feisty and frolicky, Rose was very timid and shy. Bo had developed canine hip dysplasia and was having difficulty running. As Ash got older he would not quit nipping and biting at him. Training and trying to work was just not cutting it. After a tearful heartfelt discussion, we made the decision to re-home them. A few months later, Rose and Ash went to live with a nice older lady in Arlington, Texas. It broke my kids hearts to have to let their pups go. It broke mine seeing it. I told myself we would not get any more animals.
Ash and Rose
One afternoon in April of 2014, my husband walks through the door at lunch with a puppy in his hand. I asked him what he thought he was doing bringing home a puppy and he told me that his boss needed to find a home for the little guy. Excuse me? Did we not discuss the fact that we would not be getting any more dogs? Well, we all know how things like this go, and when our kids saw this little pup, there was no saying no. Zac quickly became part of the family and Bo doted on him. Zac loved to run the backyard with Bo even though he was not an outdoor doggo. He would stay outside for hours with him, even when it was cold outside. They celebrated their Birthdays together on February 14th and we always made them a cute little doggie cake. It has been four years since we lost our Bo and I know Zac still misses him. He has a fondness for rope toys as well and loves to play tug-a-war. Zac is now 6.5 years old and suffers from seizures and has a tendency to bark quite a bit these days. He also enjoys playing with Korina, one of the cats we adopted back in November of 2015. And sometimes you can even find them snoozing in Zac's bed snuggled up.
In September of 2009 I was blessed to be able to work for the Humane Society of North Texas as an Animal Adoption Counselor and Kennel Tech. It was a very rewarding but heartbreaking job. I also became a Foster Parent. You can read about some of the pups that had the opportunity to stay with us on my Shelter Pets page.