Life is going to the dogs....

So the other night, I had a dream. I dreamed that my old dog Jordy, who just passed last year, came back to visit me. In my dream, he was still "dead" but he was alive...if you know what I mean. He was very dirty and very smelly. In my dream, I gave him a bath and and brushed his hair and he was fine again. He looked and smelled clean. After he was all clean, I hugged him and he was happy. Jordy has always been an outside dog. We tried bringing him in the house but it would freak him out, he would try to dig his way out. So he always stayed outside and he was always rolling around in the dirt...so he was always dirty and stinky. As soon as I would give him a bath, the first thing he would do was go roll in the dirt. Strange dog....but I always felt guilty for leaving Jordy outside in the hot or cold weather...dirty and stinky. But when I layed him down to rest, he didn't seem dirty or stinky to me but that guilt has always hung over me. I think in some way, Jordy came back to me to let me know that he was okay. I still feel guilty but I do feel a little better....

This is a pircure of Jordy when he was young and before we had kids....why else would you dress your dog up for Halloween?

So our dog now, Zildjian, who we adopted about 3 years ago, is really not a dog. He is a dog who thinks he's a person or a person who is a dog....not sure yet. But he is very much like me in everyway possible. We even look alike, at least I think so...he is my best buddy. When I am home, he follows me everywhere I go....if I go to the bathroom, he waits for me outside the door. If I work on the computer, he lays next to me. If I'm upstairs watching TV, lays with me. Everywhere I go...he's there. Sometimes it drives me crazy but in the end, all he wants is a pat on the head and a scratch on the belly. I wish life was always this simple....

Zilly, as we call him, laying on my home office while I work........

Zilly poking his head in while I work

Zilly just being Zilly

Zilly poking his nose through the opening of my work chair, try dealing with this while talking to customers on the phone...