I discovered a whole new world
on the internet.
Guess you really don't need thumbs to type.
If you know me,
and you probably do,
either through the years or through this blog,
you know how much I love dogs.
Always have always will.
|My oldest brother Peter who started his Walk Across America when I was 9.|
Here he is with his best buddy Cooper, the first dog I ever really loved.
My Uncle said
he had wanted to stand up at our wedding
and tell a story about me when I was little.
For whatever reason he did not,
but shared it with us months later.
I'm glad he waited
because I don't remember much about our reception,
I was in too much of a love haze.
The story goes:
we were walking down Greenwich Avenue,
I was about 5 or 6.
Had just left Baskin Robbins
where we picked up some ice cream cones.
He said there was a random dog tied up on the sidewalk.
I went on over to him, rubbed his head,
said hello then gave him a lick of my ice cream.
My Uncle stood dumbfounded
as I then continued on my way,
and continued eating my ice cream.
I thought that was such a sweet story,
really sweet that he remembered.
If you are a dog lover like me, you'll get it.
If not, or if you are a germaphobe,
you probably just threw up a little.
These days I buy Cheddar his own ice cream.
He doesn't like mint chocolate chip as much as I do.
What's your favorite dog tale?