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Okay so the last couple of days I have really been struggling with depression and also having stomach issues, and it was getting to be a bit much.
Then today we went over to my aunt Terry's house, and met her new dog, a retriever mix named Rocky.
And he turned my day around.
gave lots of kisses, wanted to be petted often, just the thing I needed.
I am grateful for these moments.
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Yep. Just the thing ...
One time, during a long work trip away from home & dog ... Oh, and Wife also ... :( , I was in a park and I approached a friendly dog. We were "into" the greeting thing, when her Guardian says: "Oh no! She has fur all over your pants!" Dog and I kept on doing the "intro" thing while I said "No worries. If I didn't want this to happen, it would not have."
Then we went on our separate ways. And I had my "dog fix".
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Chicago has "dog bars", where Companions are welcome to come drink (water!) with their Guardians. ... Too bad that I'm not a go-to-bars kind of person. I could come home sober and full of snacks, orange juice, cola and dog hair!
Hmmm. If you work it right ...
Your Aunt would have a Dog-Sitter! :)
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My mind just ran off without me and came back with this: Terry brings over Rocky, she points at Dog and says "Stay". Points at you and says "Sit!" ... I'll be going now ... giggling ...