I never thought that I would ever feel this way.
“I just don’t get it” I would quite openly say to others.
Maybe it’s because we never had them when we growing up so I never had the chance to properly understand what other people were feeling, maybe I was just different?
“Maybe I’m just not a dog person” I would hear myself say.
A dog person!
That sounds weird, but you know what I mean.
After a days work we pull up outside the house. They recognise the sound from our car so we listen out for their barks – they know it’s us and they always bark.
The barking gets louder and louder while they wait impatiently for us to come in (sorry dear neighbours!).
We open the front door, walk through the house and into the kitchen and go to the sliding glass door to the back garden.
They are both there looking in, hardly able to contain their excitement.
Little Bert just leaps up and down continuously as he waits for the door to open.
Shy, delicate Honey (she was mistreated before she came into our lives so is still very nervous) stands behind him trying to decide between rushing in and hiding.
We slide open the door and bang!!
Bert just rushes past us into the hallway, into the front room – he runs back and forth, up the stairs, back down again. He does this over and over at breakneck speed until his excitement eventually calms down a notch. He runs to you and shoots off again .
Eventually the little Princess will come in on her own terms.
When we are away in Dublin for a few days the excitement is even greater when we come home.
I’m writing this as we are on the way home after 11 days away – I can’t wait for the special welcoming committee and that overwhelming feeling that they give us unconditionally.
A dog person..
How could you not be, once you have experienced their love in your life?
Greg
Tags: Bert, Dog Lover, Greg Canty, Honey
Greg Canty Fuzion Blog 
July 3, 2017 at 11:30 pm |
Great story Greg !!! And well told 💎😎👌
I love dogs too 😍
July 4, 2017 at 7:31 am |
They have a way of creeping into your soul!