by Steve Tanham
Human: We’re home now, shouldn’t you be facing the other way?
Tess: It’s cool in here…
Human: Aren’t you getting out?
Tess: It’s May. It’s 22 degrees. I’ve chased the ball for an hour… No.
Human: Fair point! Chicken?
©Stephen Tanham 2020
Sun in Gemini 
My GSD was a bit like that……….. we were in the forest on a blistering hot day and came across a small brook. She sat in it and would not budge. Her attitude was also very much ‘you threw it, you fetch it’.
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Giggle! Aren’t they wonderful. Such personalities… 😎
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She was funny sometimes…….. didn’t bark at anyone except Hubby, and in the storms even though she could walk under a fallen tree, she whined to be picked up and carried over it. Daft dog.
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And sooo loved x
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She was and I like to think she had 5 good years with me. I lost her to mammary cancer in Dec 1990 when she was 10.
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Tess is our first dog. I can’t imagine that moment when you lose them…
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They leave a hole, as does any pet. Maggie is the oldest dog I’ve had in my adult life as I’ve lost them at 10. She can be a real pain at times, but I’m dreading the day and would dearly wish she goes to Rainbow Bridge on her own terms. Hopefully not for a good while though.
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No, let’s see that one far away… 😎
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I second that Steve. Take care.
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