Hoby's antics have touched my very soul
On June 19, 2013 somewhere between 1:00PM and 5:00PM EST my 13.5 year old GSD Jack [Prince of Hearts] passed away on my deck. Knowing his time was coming and fearful of having to put him down, the blow of him being gone is forever intense. I was in shambles. I am not one to be without a dog. Jack was my 5th dog and my 4th GSD.
On July 8, 2013 we picked up Hoby. He is magic for my heart.
One night I was sitting in a low beach chair on my deck watching Hoby play with an empty 1 gallon milk jug. Play kill and sliding it across the deck floor with more noise than you would expect. I figure he will poop himself out and we will both retire for the night so I waited….and I waited and I waited some more…..and then I still waited. It was getting late. With my left arm on the chair arm and my head in my left palm with my eyes closed I found myself getting tired and I started to fall asleep. As I did the memory of Jack playing on the deck as a pup came into my mind and so did the sadness of his passing.
All of a sudden I was awoken by a wet tap on my nose. I must have been snoring. There in front of me was Hoby sitting there looking into my eyes. It touched my very soul.
Last edited by HOBY; 08-23-2013 at 11:47 AM.