New York dog culture

Charlie, the lab mix with a great smile (part 2)

“I told my wife we were driving to Rhode Island to pick up a check for my business.

As we were pulling into Charlie’s foster family’s driveway, I told her we were about to meet a puppy for adoption if we liked him.

She was surprised and happy.

Charlie was only 6 weeks old and we couldn’t bring  him home with us until he was twelve weeks, but we decided he was going to be our family dog.

He had a great smile, high energy and he was warm and friendly.

The funniest part is, that when he was ready to be picked up, I had to go out of town for a bachelor party so my wife drove up and got him by herself.  She spent the first weekend alone with Charlie in a 4 story walk up house in Boston.

He was too small to walk up the stairs so she carried him up and down the stairs by herself.”

Zoe, the rescue from down the block (part 3)

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“I come from a family of dog lovers and they all lover Zoe.

There is a sidebar.

She is a huge jumper and got up on the dining room table recently and took a lamb shank off the table.

She will thieve food whenever possible.

She is a garbage disposal.

She is very smart and knows some lingo.  She knows the word Milwaukee, that means, let’s go for a walk.

She loves the word, garbagio– it’s her alter ego.  She’s the Zorro of garbage (she’s always hoping to find a few morsels).

My wife and I used to joke about getting a dog like Zoe before she was ours and I fell it was good fate, or luck.”

Zoe, the rescue from down the block

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“We called and she basically said, I can’t take care of Zoe, and asked, would you be interested in taking her?

I flew across country to get her and spent the night in L.A.

She slept on my lap throughout the entire 4 1/2 hour flight back to New York.

We’ve only had her 6 months but I spend a lot of time with her, more so  than anybody else because I am in a professional transition.

She gives me a great break while I am conducting my new business search.

She’s so affectionate and loving, and always wants to play.

She is a constant play companion, both indoors and outdoors.”

 

 

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 4)

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“Eventually I took Jean Luc to daycare and printed the photos they posted on Facebook.

I put those photographs on my mother’s  mirror.

With Jean Luc, there was always something to talk about with her.

A few days before she died he wouldn’t go on her bed.  He wouldn’t even go in her room.

He was with her as long as she was consciously aware.

After she died and I brought him back to her house he helped me cope.

Snuggling and having Jean Luc around helps fill the hole.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 3)

“I feel that Jean Luc extended my mother’s life.

When she became bed ridden he sat with her on her bed for hours.

He was this little adorable thing who tried to steal her food, which always entertained her.

She always wanted to know where he was.

He gave her something to think about– wondering where he was and all of his antics.

When I first got Jean Luc, my boss loved him.

He would conduct his business meeting holding Jean Luc like a baby, with his head on his shoulder.

My mother loved those types of stories.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 2)

“I wanted to keep the whole thing a secret, until I appeared at my mother’s house with the dog, but I couldn’t keep the secret.

When my brother and I went to pick the dog out, and my mother asked where we were going, I spilled the beans.

My mother was so excited.

Jean Luc was the runt of the litter, so he was the smallest and he was also the cuddliest.

My brother thought it was idiotic to get a dog while I was going back and forth to mother’s, but I knew that it was going to make her so happy to have the puppy around.

My mother just loved him.”

Diego, the sensitive greyhound rescue (part 2)

“Nutmeg went from being malnourished and frightened to learning that she was safe and healthy.

She became a vivacious diva.

She was both regal and goofy.

She had a giant overbite which made her look like a dork.

But, she also looked regal, like something out of European aristocracy (as the greyhounds often look).

I adopted Diego while I still had Nutmeg.

I wanted a baby and my husband (at the time) wasn’t right for the job.  He was neither willing nor capable.

I had more love to give and I rescued another greyhound; Diego.

At first, Nutmeg couldn’t be bothered with Diego, but he has this sweet genuine quality and eventually she gave in.

Diego would stand by Nutmeg, guarding her.

She was his queen.  It was phenomenal to watch.”

Figaro, the true companion (part 3)

“My last dog, Figaro 1 was also a purebred Golden Retriever who died of cancer.

I will get another dog, but it will not be a purebred, it will be a mutt.

They are healthier.

I find living near Central Park is great for dogs.

They get to socialize with people and other dogs.

Losing Figaro is a sad moment, but I have to face it.

I don’t want him in any agony or pain.

My veterinarian gave me his personal phone number so I can call him any day or night.”

Figaro, the true companion (Part 2)

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“My mother said she would leave me in the carriage outside the house with the dog attached and no-one bothered us.

The dog always protected me.

The hardest experiences with a dog is when they can no longer stay alive and they have to be put down.

Their lives are about being truly wonderful companions.

A very good friends said, dogs are replaceable, but humans are not.  You have to live beyond each dog, since we generally outlive our dogs.

Figaro, who is a purebred Golden is sick with cancer and is dying.”

Figaro, the true companion (part 1)

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“I’ve had dogs since I was 4 years old and I am 88 years old.

For me, it’s companionship an it makes me walk.

It’s a necessity for me to exercise.  I take a long walk in the morning and a long walk in the evening.

I find that having a dog is very relaxing.

They give you unfettered love.

All you have to do is feed, walk and pet them and they are happy.

The retriever only wants to please.

They obey everything you ask them to do without a question.

I have had between 15 an 20 Golden Retrievers.”