Ok. I'm history. I'm madly in love with Talos. It's bad. Really, really bad.
I know, I know. I'm supposed to remain detached. I knew when we got him on Memorial Day weekend 2009 that he was temporary. Not staying. Not mine.
I had a job and I knew it: raise this puppy, give him lots of love, lots of novel experiences, and let him learn about the world.
Yeah.
But he crawled into my heart. He's in my veins. I can't make it through the day without getting lost in his ice-blue eyes.
I've gotten oh-so-dependent upon getting snuggled every night. Hearing his sleepy-time grunts. Hearing his sighs as I rub his chin and he falls asleep.
I need to hear his tell-tale sniff, sniff, sniff – his very unique way of saying "I really like this."
I have to have him in bed with me each night. I can't sleep nearly as well if he's not plastered against my leg, hogging 3/4 of the bed.
His silly antics – gangly legs barely keeping him upright as he runs from me with a toy in his mouth. Chasing the birds who always get away. No matter, he still runs after them as if he's never chased them before.
Oh. It's bad. It's really, really bad. Is there any way to make time just stand still? So I can make these few final months together last a lifetime?
I will miss him, too. He is such a good boy. Enjoy every minute, knowing that all the time and energy you’ve spent with him all leads to something wonderful- helping someone else live their fuller.
Oh, my heart melts for you. He’s beautiful. Will he be a working dog?
MaryKate – Oh it’s bad. You’re right – I do get to spend an awful lot of time with him. But it’ll never be enough. I have lots of pictures. Lots of YOUR pictures. And you have a magnificent way of capturing the real boy. (Notice the picture I chose for this post?! That’s not coincidence!) The pictures from our shoot coming up in June will get me through the rough times come September/October when he’s back as Service Dogs of Virginia…
He’s in training to be a brace dog. He’ll help someone who has ataxia or some other balance problem. He’ll be a great companion and will facilitate a much more normal life for them. Which is all good. But my heart will break just the same. 🙁
Oh don’t make me cry. My heart breaks for you to know what you do and than give it. And I know this does not help. But I will forever love you, whether I get T or his brother.
You know once you have a Great Dane you will never want a different breed…Great Danes are just different as you now know. We had all sorts of dogs growing up and even had a dane/akita mix but once I got a full Great Dane (Kasha) she stole my heart and from what I understand they all do it. It’s wonderful what you are doing with Talos and he will definitely be missed…heck I’ll miss hearing about his training when he leaves to go to his person…but maybe you could rescue you own Great Dane someday.
Denise Kasha’s Human
Ruh-Rhoa. Now, I’m sad just thinking about it, and I don’t even live with him.