sea4th Posted September 2, 2007 Report Share Posted September 2, 2007 There are two dogs which over the years, I've kicked my a$$ for letting go. One of them was Sligo, Pete's son. It's not that he had a bad life when he left me. There was just something about him, but I needed the money and sold him as a goosedog for a huge apartment complex. The look in his eyes as I left him there that day a long time ago, I will never forget. Sligo had a good life, but he is now 10 yrs. old with some old age infirmities. The manager of the ap't. complex called the person who actually sold them Sli and said that they feel he should be retired. She called me earlier in the week and when I found out the news, that they were offering him back to me, there was no doubt in my mind that he'd be coming home with me. But after 8 yrs., what would I find. I asked if they could keep him until I get back from my daughter's wedding in NY in a couple of weeks, but if I could see him once before I finally take him. They said sure. That day was today. While polite, Sligo was aloof. And we went for a ride. He reminded me a lot of the old man, Pete. I think we'll get past the aloofness. I can't wait! Oh, and I named him Sligo because his breeder was Irish, because as a little pup, he'd howl to "too ra loo ra loo ra", and when he was 4 or 5 months old, I had to take him to the animal ER because exactly on St. Patrick's day, he dumped half a gallon of green paint all over himself. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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