This dog of mine, sweet Pumpkin, fills me with joy and love. She recently had dental surgery and I feared for her loneliness waking up in a kennel, without Judy or I in sight. When we went to pick her up the Vet relayed what a sweet dog she is and how upon waking up, she looked around and started to wag her tail. She will be nine on Halloween.
When Putty Nosed Pumpkin gets groomed, she knows she is even prettier than usual and she is like an 86 lb stuffed animal, soft and cuddly. She gives me all the snuggles I want, and comes back for more. I love her profoundly. Note the grass turning green which is payback for surviving another winter. Life is good…my wife, son, and Pumpkin love me.
Looking like a lion who is busy meditating, sweet Pumpkin allows silly daddy to take yet another picture. As I write this she is standing next to me looking for a touch and giving me many kisses. I do touch her, lovingly and frequently. I adore my big beautiful Pumpkin.
In addition to Pumpkin’s putty colored nose, she has a tongue that sometimes does not fit in her mouth. This, of course, happens after she has exerted herself and is panting. We walk 1.1 mile(s) to a neighborhood park that does not allow dogs. That being the case, when we do go in we don’t have to worry about other dogs. Call me contrary. In truth there are no other people either. Today I counted how many times she pees on this walk and it was 6. No, she is not diabetic, just busy marking her turf. Silly putty nosed Pumpkin.