#dogstories

[coffeenuts]

[davidwfloydart]

Found this… #dogstories #dogstopper #puppylife #gooddogs #babydeer #fawns (at Catalina Foothills, Arizona) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmDnqyNryc1PvNiOtUTAKZzxE6ILHQYbFAaL1M0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[selenapuppies]

Chihuahua ❤️ Nation

[heshefamilytree]

THE UNSPOKEN STORY:

One day I went to the beach to watch the sunset. As I sat there dolphins began to jump. I was estatic as my heart beat faster. I didn’t think the experience could get any better until this beautiful dog came running up from my left-all by itself, no owner to be seen anywhere. I looked into his eyes and he into mine with a big smile on his face and then plopped down in front of me enjoying the evening, gorgeous sunset, and the dolphins in quiet companionship and comraderie, kindred spirits sharing love in unspoken words and silence.

[lizziedoesvetpath]

Human kindness

It's been really windy, and the gate that keeps our dog in must have blown open. I then went to take him for a walk and he was missing. Queue panic stations.

So I'm waiting at home while my family goes out to try find him (other times he has just made his way back pretty quickly) when a neighbour comes to the door. Not someone we talk to very often, but mum saw her on the street and let her know to keep an eye out for our small, grey, hooligan. She gives me her number, gets the dog's name, and says she's heading out to look for him because she knows what it's like to lose a dog and was going to go for a walk anyway.

The pure, selfless kindness has blown us away.

(The hooligan has been found and is now looking guilty, but pleased to be home)

[vitruallove]

LOOK WHAT I DID TO MY DOG but I also gave him a lot of bacon strips after because I might have traumatized him a bit 😅

[selenapuppies]

[heshefamilytree]

“ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN; I DEDICATE THIS STORY TO SCOTTIE”

Scottie…I love this dog.

When my teenager had a tragic accident and passed away unexpectedly there were lots of people that came to my home. When everyone left and the house became quiet once again, my little dog would wake me up about 6:20 in the morning to go out. When I opened the back door he would make a beeline through the field like he knew exactly where he was going and had something on his mind.

After about three days of this I wondered where he was going and what was he doing that early in the morning?? On the fourth morning I decided I was going to follow him. I had everything prepared the night before. When Scottie got me up I put my slippers on and grabbed my robe and car keys. I got to the back door where Scottie was already waiting. I open the door and he shot out like an arrow. I ran to the car and jumped in. I drove down to the corner and turned right, hit the next stop sign looking everywhere for him. I could not see Scottie anywhere. I chuckled at myself thinking that I really could follow that fast little dog, what a joke!

It was still very early in the morning so I decided to go to the cemetery and visit my son’s grave before I got the rest of the kids up for school. When I got to my son’s gravestone, lo and behold there was my little dog. I could not believe it! Every morning he would run out the door and through the field to the cemetery and lay there on my son’s grave. I wept, my heart full, amazed that my little dog could comprehend what had happened and knew where my son’s body was.

We spent many early mornings resting at my son’s grave. Scottie went there faithfully every single morning with the same ritual until it snowed.

My little doggie finally grew old and crossed to the other side. Right before he shut his eyes for the last time I told him he would be going to heaven and be with my son where they would continue to share their ice cream cones forever.