I was reading a theory recently that the reason our ancestors were able outlast and overcome other early hominids like Neanderthals back in ancient times was because we domesticated dogs. Domestic dogs were the nuclear weapons of the stone age. I don’t know how solid the theory but it makes sense. Can you imagine a small tribe of Humans back in the day trying to sleep at night with Saber Tooth Tigers prowling around?
Thank you, I needed that. I just had to bury my black lab on Monday. They are all true except for the coyote vest one.
Sorry sir. The only antidote is another ….a new chapter.
Soapweed
Soapweed’s right! Because of the latest dog we got last year, a Malinois, I’m committed to live to 85. Currently we have 4 dogs, they make you live longer, you don’t even have a choice.
The current 4 dogs we have are awesome.
Don’t think I’ve ever gone more than 10 years without burying a beloved dog, yeah it hurts, but it’s worth it. Since the alternative is to replace dogs with humans, I’ll stick with dogs.
Cuz, I like dogs better’n people
Bingo!
Bear Claw gets it.
The three seen crowding the door reminds me of our dogs years ago. We had a yellow (actually white) male lab that was a late Christmas present to our kids. The next year he was stolen and missing for 32 days. My little boy told Santa all he wanted for Christmas was his white dog to come home. We got a tip from an anonymous caller and went to to the guys house with a deputy on Christmas Eve and got my dog back. He was 41 miles from house. An old guy who had worked for the same contractor for 22 years was the culprit. He was probably in his 70s and was alcoholic painter. The contractor, who I had known all my life, called me the Monday after that Christmas day and told me he had fired him. While the male dog was missing, we bought a female Chocolate lab. Of course we kept her after he returned. We later bred the two. Out of 12 puppies all were brown and yellow except one black one. We named him Elvis and kept him too.
Great story! I love happy endings.
Thanks. It was a memorable Christmas for our kids at that age.
You know damn well for the second to last, which photo got posted in the office.
I had a great yellow lab. Spence was thick as a brick and kept a wary eye on my wife’s cat but he was full of love and loyalty. Alas, cancer took him at 8 years old.
Great way to brighten the day, thanks fellas!
I was reading a theory recently that the reason our ancestors were able outlast and overcome other early hominids like Neanderthals back in ancient times was because we domesticated dogs. Domestic dogs were the nuclear weapons of the stone age. I don’t know how solid the theory but it makes sense. Can you imagine a small tribe of Humans back in the day trying to sleep at night with Saber Tooth Tigers prowling around?
Thank you, I needed that. I just had to bury my black lab on Monday. They are all true except for the coyote vest one.
Sorry sir. The only antidote is another ….a new chapter.
Soapweed
Soapweed’s right! Because of the latest dog we got last year, a Malinois, I’m committed to live to 85. Currently we have 4 dogs, they make you live longer, you don’t even have a choice.
The current 4 dogs we have are awesome.
Don’t think I’ve ever gone more than 10 years without burying a beloved dog, yeah it hurts, but it’s worth it. Since the alternative is to replace dogs with humans, I’ll stick with dogs.
Cuz, I like dogs better’n people
Bingo!
Bear Claw gets it.
The three seen crowding the door reminds me of our dogs years ago. We had a yellow (actually white) male lab that was a late Christmas present to our kids. The next year he was stolen and missing for 32 days. My little boy told Santa all he wanted for Christmas was his white dog to come home. We got a tip from an anonymous caller and went to to the guys house with a deputy on Christmas Eve and got my dog back. He was 41 miles from house. An old guy who had worked for the same contractor for 22 years was the culprit. He was probably in his 70s and was alcoholic painter. The contractor, who I had known all my life, called me the Monday after that Christmas day and told me he had fired him. While the male dog was missing, we bought a female Chocolate lab. Of course we kept her after he returned. We later bred the two. Out of 12 puppies all were brown and yellow except one black one. We named him Elvis and kept him too.
Great story! I love happy endings.
Thanks. It was a memorable Christmas for our kids at that age.
You know damn well for the second to last, which photo got posted in the office.
I had a great yellow lab. Spence was thick as a brick and kept a wary eye on my wife’s cat but he was full of love and loyalty. Alas, cancer took him at 8 years old.