Meet my canine companions. The youngest guy is Wall-E. Wall-E is just visiting for a time until his real owner (my grandson, Gavin) moves into a house with a yard for this rambunctious pup to run in. Wall-E lineage is unknown and I have decided that he is a 'Follow' dog. He follows me where ever I go. He has brought a lot of energy into our house and has made me realize how stodgy and old the other two dogs were getting.
Wall-E has his own blog so that he can keep in touch with his boy.
Next in the line-up is Emmy. Her name is Sweet Emmy Lou. She is 6 lbs. of pure love. She loves to be held. Her favorite perch is to be nestled in my left arm (close to my heart?), held high enough to rest her front paws on my collar bone. From here she can watch the world from my perspective. She graciously accepts pets from strangers and will offer a lick in return. She broke her back when she was only 2. I call her our $3000 dog. I couldn't not have her little back fixed! Who could not love that face?
This handsome guy is Oscar. He has a streak of pure evil in him. He is my dog and not apt to share his affections with others. Having said this; he can be bought with a toss of his ball. Any one who is willing to play ball with him is okay. He will either like or intensely dislike you and he bites. At the end of the day, he wants only me. He sleeps next to my leg and has to be touching me.I love his loyalty. My favorite time with him is early in the morning. He is all warm and cuddly and our morning ritual is for me to hold him while he wakes up. He is all muscle and this is the only time of day when his guard is down.
When I woke up this morning I looked over at my bedfellows. Love of my life was snoring gently with his mouth open....... but that's another story. The three dogs were all in a row, butts to my leg, under the covers. Three heads were peaking out, first Emmy, then Wall-E, and finally Oscar. Three peas in a pod.