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When we first got Ed I was so anxious. I had never had a dog before but my BF had owned 2 BC's previously so I knew what they were like. As it happens I do shift work so ended up being the one spending the most time with him. He used every ounce of energy I had at first as he was only a baby (if you know what I mean :rolleyes: ) He used to try and eat my feet, chase me around, run riot around the house and garden. We persevered with training, play, play, training. To cut a long story short Ed is now like my shadow. He follows me everywhere! I couldn't imagine him not being around. Everyone comments on how he's, "Definately your dog."

 

People at work who don't have dogs just dont get it. The 'dog people' will always have a funny story to tell, which the other 'dog people' will find funny also. The rest will make comments like, "It's just a dog!".

 

Ed's not just a dog, he's my little man! :D

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The rest will make comments like, "It's just a dog!".

 

Ed's not just a dog, he's my little man! :rolleyes:

 

Before meeting my wife I had a girl that I just started seeing, tell me that. I was concerned about being away from my dog too much and needed to spend the day with him. So, she could hang out with us on our "dog day" or I wasnt going to be able to see her the next day as we were going to the lake. She said, implying that it was a stupid idea, "Its just a dog" and I said, "And youre just a girl." Needless to say, we stopped dating....right then. :D

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I have loved all my dogs and they have been special in different ways. I have one ACD currently that I have a very close relationship with. She can read my mind and I can read hers so to speak, like we are totally in tune. If I had to make choices then this ACD would come first before anything else. But so would all my 3 dogs in the face of relationships.

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Before meeting my wife I had a girl that I just started seeing, tell me that. I was concerned about being away from my dog too much and needed to spend the day with him. So, she could hang out with us on our "dog day" or I wasnt going to be able to see her the next day as we were going to the lake. She said, implying that it was a stupid idea, "Its just a dog" and I said, "And youre just a girl." Needless to say, we stopped dating....right then. :rolleyes:

 

Love me love my dog. :D

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I have a hard time with this. On the one hand is Jackson. I can't say how much I just love him. But, he acts like I only excist in his world for sheep or toys! But, I also know that he would do anything I ask him. He needs to be with me where ever I am. When he was missing the two times, it just drove me nuts! Sometimes, he looks at me, and it's like we have our own secret in life. Then there is Skip. He's the dog that will lie out in the yard, even if it is raining, watching the road for when I return, then race to the gate to wait for me. That acts like his whole world was askew till I came home. And I love Skip. He is always there for me. And when I wake up in the morning, it is he who wants to snuggle good morning to me! He absolutely watches my every move. And of course there is Cheyenne. I raised her from a 10dy old pup. Who logged more miles with me than most humans drive in their life times. She was with me on stormy nights and helped me yell at 4-wheelers(truck driver lingo for cars!).

 

Jeeze, I guess I just love my dogs. And they are all my heart dogs. Good greif, I still miss Lucy and Missy!

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I've loved all the animals I've had but only one gave me the "best friend" feeling.

 

When I was around 12, I was very shy and scared in the dark and of strangers. My dog, a german sheperd, was always around and very playfull and cuddly.

But in the evening when I used to take him on his walk he used to stay right next to me and when an other person was in sight he was like almost glued to my leggs. I felt so safe and secure , I knew he would defend me , stick up for me. It was such a strong secure feeling and it was so important to me at that time.

 

No one understood how I felt, I was just being silly they said, nothing to worry about, ...only my dog realized how i really felt , I really was scared...and only when I felt scared did he come in close to make sure I knew he was there for me.

He was my best friend !! he made me feel like I could do anything when he was with me!

 

I still know exactly how I felt then , how proud I was of him and how much I loved him. and this is a looong time ago.

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I've loved all the animals I've had but only one gave me the "best friend" feeling.

 

When I was around 12, I was very shy and scared in the dark and of strangers. My dog, a german sheperd, was always around and very playfull and cuddly.

But in the evening when I used to take him on his walk he used to stay right next to me and when an other person was in sight he was like almost glued to my leggs. I felt so safe and secure , I knew he would defend me , stick up for me. It was such a strong secure feeling and it was so important to me at that time.

 

No one understood how I felt, I was just being silly they said, nothing to worry about, ...only my dog realized how i really felt , I really was scared...and only when I felt scared did he come in close to make sure I knew he was there for me.

He was my best friend !! he made me feel like I could do anything when he was with me!

 

I still know exactly how I felt then , how proud I was of him and how much I loved him. and this is a looong time ago.

 

Dali,

 

Now thats a nice story :rolleyes:

 

Its amazing what animals can do for us and how they remain with us over the years even when they have passed on. The simple fact is that they have a way of touching our hearts like nobody else.

 

I too remember my first dog who went everywhere with me off of a leash and never left my side. I stilll think about her very often and she passed away decades ago. Being an avid musician I wrote a song about her when she passed. I have refined it for well over 20 years and still play it often. You can never forget souls like that when they have made your life so much richer.

 

Thanks for sharing that one as I could tell it was heartfelt and openly honest.

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"When I got my first dog Riley, as I left the shelter with her, I remember my legs actually being wobbly because the full impact of having just adopted a dog hit me. I hoped this dog would be my "best friend" and that I would do right by her. I spent the car ride home talking to her, asking her what she wanted to talk about and hoping that she would be happy. Before you laugh, keep in mind that she was my *first* dog after a childhood of adopting ants, bugs, gerbils and anything else I could find."

 

Ailsa, That's how it is with me and Meg, my best friend, beloved mutt, heart dog and soulmate. As I drove away from the shelter, with her on the seat, I looked across and my eyes filled with tears of joy. I was 34 and had been waiting for her for 34 years - my parents never allowed me anything more interesting than a goldfish. That night I whispered words of a solemn and scared vow into her ear, promising her that I would take care of her to the very ebst of my ability and love her for the rest of her life, whatever happened. I hope I will have the courage to carry out the hardest of these promises when the time comes. I can't bear even thinking of being without her.

 

When I was going through a very bad time last year both my dogs were there for me in different ways. Rhiw tried to cheer me up by being goofy and bringing me toys. Meg would sit very close to me and look at me with eyes full of such intense compassion it helped me to live through the day when everything else was black.

 

 

That's why she's best friend. And also, I never fully realised until I owned my own dog that a relationship with a dog can develop and mature and deepen, as botho f us get older. That has been another unexpected joy of having her - and another definition of genuine and lasting 'friendship'.

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I was 34 and had been waiting for her for 34 years - my parents never allowed me anything more interesting than a goldfish. That night I whispered words of a solemn and scared vow into her ear, promising her that I would take care of her to the very ebst of my ability and love her for the rest of her life, whatever happened. I hope I will have the courage to carry out the hardest of these promises when the time comes. I can't bear even thinking of being without her.

 

Elizabeth,

We have a lot in common :rolleyes:

Ailsa

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My son and our sr bc Ashe are soul mates, although he is everyones friend, was my first agility dog, and will simply die if someone goes out to play (dog wise) and he doesnt. Ashe came into our family when my son was 1.5 and Ashe 12 wks. A petstore purchase as at that time I was uneducated about mills and petstores, we were blessed with a stable dog both temperment and health wise. Ashe decided that Phillip was his best buddy ever, and anywhere Phillip went Ashe was there too, I have memories of seeing 5 or 6 young boys gathered around the sandbox, creating and destroying, Ashe was right there watching with great interest, swimming, biking, roller blading, you name it he did it. Each night ending with Ashe at Phillips bedside until Phil fell asleep, and with duty done Ashe would retire to our room to rest up for anther exciting day. Years past and came daily trips to the busstop, they became so routine that I could send Ashe with Phillip to the stop and he would come home as soon as the bus left, of course the stop was maybe 25 yds from my house and I could watch from the window. Ashe also accompanied Breanna when Phillip moved onto middle school and started walking instead of taking the bus. There were hard days when both were in middle school and busstop trips came to an end. Poor Ashe couldnt figure out why he couldnt go with them, and he would cry like his heart was breaking. When about twelve or thirteen Phillip announced at dinner that he wanted to take Ashe with him to college, it broke my heart to tell him Ashe more than likely wouldnt be around to do so. Now Phillip is 16 and Ashe soon to be 15 in June, he still sleeps in his bedroom, the eyes are much dimmer, the ears harder of hearing, climbing and descending the steps to a challenge but Ashe still does them on his own, with a human escort, still romps with the gang, occasionally trots with my daughter on her scooter. He lets the other dogs know HE is still boss, plays agility in the yard over 12 inch jumps, and crunches raw chicken with the best of them. You see nobody has told him he's not 8 yrs old, he retired from agility at 13.5, only because I made him, not because he stopped trying to please me. Everything Ashe does is for us, there will be a hole the size of the Grand Canyon in the hearts of all who know him, most of all Phillip who is incredibly lucky to have such a loving, patient, and loyal friend for all of his young years

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For me and Solo, it was like falling in love. Once you're in love, the specifics of what you thought you wanted don't matter anymore and you accept the other for what he or she is.

My "best friend" is my wife; that is a given, especially after 42 years of marriage. Annie is in second place on my list. With that said, Melanie's (SoloRiver) simple yet eloquent statement sums up my feelings about Annie better than I could ever express.

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someone should have mentioned that you don't only need a dog to be on these boards but also a box of tissues !!

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OMG this has been one of those topics that makes you just cry and cry... and cry... I have felt so many emotions in reading these stories that I had to stop and break for 30 minutes before putting my thoughts together.

 

First... thank you all for sharing such beautiful stories!!

 

I know that I will always hold a special place for Blaze even after he is gone, he is the one that I am learning with. He is my teacher as much as I am his and I feel so blessed.. everyday.. that the universe saw fit to place him in my care. He is my heart and soul, my teacher and my student, my fuel and my vigor. He is my all!

 

And it feels so weird to say all of this, like my world revolves around him and nothing else, and I know that that is not true, BUT..I do truly feel that before him my life was incomplete somehow and from the moment that I picked him out it seemed that everything started to fall into place.

 

I cannot imagine what my life would be without him (although I do sometimes miss being able to read a book without a ball falling into the crease and getting it all wet and sticky). :rolleyes:

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