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Mile post 37, Interstate 5 northbound. I’m reminded of a trip similar to ours. The trip when Dan Savage, and his partner were franticly driving the opposite direction to see their baby (human) be born, by mother of their soon to be adopted child in Portland. I read their story about the open adoption process in Oregon, that they when through in the book, The Kid. Bjork playing in their trips, which usually is playing via on our trips via iPod. I smirked as I drive past MP 38. I turn to Keith (who has also read this book), and tell him how I know understand , what Savage and partner must have been going through at that time. Keith just laughed, because he totally understood. Today, is the day. The eighth week of Hudson’s date of birth. Hudson, being our new puppy. Keith and I choose Hudson’s breed, months before this. Terriers are notoriously friendly, active, and intelligent dogs. Welsh terriers are all that, and more. Hudson, of course will be the same. (I am already displaying my parental right to express my dog will be and is the smartest dog to have ever walked on the earth). Already the spoiled child of the house. (I gave up this title,and gave it to Hudson.) Toys have been purchased since Christmas, when I was told of my present. Keith bought Hudson, as my Christmas present. The best present I have ever received. With training book and video in hand, I was told of my upcoming gift. At the time of the holiday, the litter had yet been born. January 2, 2004, the soon to be named Hudson. was born. Dog food by Eukabanah (AKC Best in Show sponsor), brushes and shampoo by “Barkly”, tooth paste by “Dr. Jeff Webber”, and the infamous Haggans dog carrier; model #600, purchased in Vancouver. (Not Washington, but B.C; Canada.) I have customers ask about the spontaneous trip, Keith and I took, to get the carrier from Petecetra. Besides Sammy* and Sydney, I have not had a pet. Besides “pets” that I sort of grew up with, until I was 6. When mother nature told the pets it was time. Those pets were more like furniture. I have been looking forward to today for almost a year. When Keith and I started to talk about the idea of one day having a dog. But at the time, when we were living on Davis St. we could not have pets, let alone a dog. Buy a house, the next obvious step... Dog! But not only a dog, Hudson. * www.cloudvark.com/sammy That’s our Sammy, and his blue ball. Post a comment in response: |
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