This is George, now holding down the fort after Rosie’s death. After she died we found out a bunch of new stuff about George. For example he does not bark. He is a quiet dog…apparently Rosie was doing all the barking. He will bark, but only if you are petting him, and stop. He will also give a little wuff if he wants to come in and you haven’t noticed him waiting at the door.
He just got his bi-annual grooming and we may have lost the equivalent of another dog in the fur left behind… one time when we picked him up the groomer said, “There is enough for a whole other dog back there.” He looks wonderful, although Bob says sometimes he comes back with “girly feet.” But we do not say that too loudly. George is a sensitive, gentle giant — most of his parts are unknown — but the DNA people said small parts of husky, cocker spaniel and Borzoi…he is 110 pounds and 10 years old. I got him at the shelter in Sauk County, Wisconsin. He had been a stray and looked like he had been out there for awhile, it was winter and his coat was enormous. The dog psychic we took our dogs to said George knows how lucky he is, that some dogs do not seem to know their fate, but George will always be grateful. She also said he is a bit of a “Romeo” — and this is true — he likes the ladies, and will look deeply into your eyes with his big brown ones.
He missed Rosie for awhile, was sort of down and subdued, but like the two of us he seems fine now. We are adjusted, except for the quiet — I told Bob, “It is almost like we don’t have a dog.”
