58 "Natural Love" - a boy and a dog

Memories of a dog loved.


There are things that happen in life that no one can really explain “why” they happened. They just happen. As in this story, a boy and a dog came together for some reason and just seemed to be meant for each other. Kind of like a “Natural Love”.

“Natural Love”

A boy and a dog.

It was Friday and Georgie arrived home from school kind of dragging. The walk home was only a couple of blocks, longer than normal blocks, and normally he enjoyed the walk with his friends. But, for some reason, it seemed longer today. It was the end of a long day, that was the end of what seemed like a longer than normal week. The other reason he should have been more excited was that this was the last day of school and summer vacation started.

Ever since his family had moved to California from Colorado 4 years ago, hi parents had been promising that when they were in a house where they could have a dog they would get one. But, they had moved 5 times already in that time and haven’t been in a place yet where they could keep a dog.

What had made this week worse than normal was the homework the teacher had given the week before. The assignment was for each student to give an oral report on something they really loved about their family or something their family may have done together. Georgie always had a problem getting up in front of class and giving oral reports. But with this one he had no problem other than being a little nervous. And he was actually relieved that he was one of the first to give the report on Monday morning.

He stood up in front of the class and he told about the trip his family had made from Colorado to California. He explained that his parents had divorced and that his new dad (step-dad) was really nice and that he was happy that he and his sisters were still with their mom and not split up. He also told that his older sister had just gotten married not too long ago.

The teacher was impressed with his honesty and openness in his report. She said he needed to learn to relax a little, but other than that, he did very well and gave him a B for a grade. The grade for that story wasn’t what had put him in his little depression that week.

The problem came the next day when one of the other boys stood up in front of the class and told about his family, two brothers, one sister and the family dog, a mixed German Shepherd. All Georgie heard was the part about the dog and how it played fetch and how every day when the boy would come home from school the dog would meet him at the door. This is what put Georgie in his little depression.

He had wanted a dog for as long as he could remember. Even in Colorado where they lived practically in the country they weren’t able to have one. And then, with the boy on Tuesday, talking about how happy his dog made him, it only made Georgie want one even more.

After hearing the boy’s story, he wished so hard to have his own dog to meet him at the door when he arrived home from school. But wishes never do really come true, do they? When he opened the door all there was to greet him was his mom’s voice as she asked if that was him from the bedroom. She needed help with his baby brother.

He went to the bedroom and handed his mom a clean diaper. She made a comment about how sad he looked today and said she had noticed that he seemed down all week. She asked if he was OK and what was wrong. He told her nothing was wrong and that he was just feeling a little down.

Just about that time, before his mom could dig any deeper, his step-dad came home. He gave the mom a big hug and mussed Georgie’s hair. He also asked what was wrong. Before Georgie could say anything, even though he really didn’t know what was wrong or how to explain how he was feeling, his step-dad said, “Finish with Stevie, (baby brother). We will go to McDonald’s for hamburgers, fries and malts. Then we will go to the market for Jiffy-pop and some sodas. I got a raise today and we are going to celebrate, besides bub, you look like you could use a little something special today.”

As they drove to McDonald’s, which was always a special treat in itself, Georgie was sitting in the back seat by himself thinking about how he could bring up the subject again of wanting to get another dog. Every time he would bring it up in the past his parents would get upset. They just felt bad because they knew how really bad he wanted a dog and always hated to disappoint him. And with the happy mood they were in this evening he hated to cause anyone to be unhappy.

His one sister was staying a few days with their older sister that was married, so he didn’t even have her to talk to. She was 5 years older and was very easy to talk to and always seemed to have an answer in these kinds of situations.

After they had the 19 cent hamburgers and malts, ‘dad’ could usually eat at least 10 by himself, they drove to the market.

Georgie, Stevie and mom stayed in the car while ‘dad’ went in and picked up the few items, Jiffy-pop and sodas. While they were sitting there his mom turned halfway around in the seat, looked at Georgie and asked, “OK, now what’s wrong?”

Georgie started to say something but, whether by design, by magic or by Divine Intervention, they were interrupted. Something or someone hit the door on the outside of the car. Because of the twisted position his mom was in it really hurt her back when she jumped. They turned to see the paws and head of a big yellow dog in the window. The windows were open because it was still warm outside even though it was early evening. After all, they were in California. When his mom cried out from pain the dog jumped down and started to leave. Georgie opened the door and called to the dog. The dog came over to him like they were old friends.

The dog had no collar or tags or identification of any kind. Georgie turned to his mom and asked the obvious question, “Mom, can we take him home? He doesn’t look like he has a home. He’s very skinny. Can we, huh?”

She looked at her son and she could see how happy he was for the first time in a while. She said, “It’s obvious that he’s friendly and he sure seems to like you. You will have to ask ‘dad’ when he comes out. What he says goes.”

The dog stayed right there and played with Georgie. When his ‘dad’ came out of the market the first thing Georgie said, “Look ‘dad’, can we take him home?”His ‘dad’ looked at the dog with one eyebrow raised, a lot. He said, “That looks like a yellow Lab. Pretty skinny and no tags so he looks like he doesn’t belong to anyone. You know we don’t have a fenced yard’ He would have to stay tied up outside and he will be totally your responsibility.”

Georgie said, “I promise, I will take very good care of him.”

His ‘dad’ said, “OK, but there are a couple of stipulations. I will put a “lost dog” note on the bulletin on the market and we will run an ad in the local paper about a “lost dog” and if someone claims him you will have to let him go with no problems. Can you agree with that?”

Georgie just nodded his head real hard and fast. He couldn’t have said anything anyway. He had no problem getting the dog in the car.

His mom turned a little, as much as her sore back would let her, and said to the excited young man, “OK, now for your first big responsibility.” His face got real somber. She continued, “What are you going to call him?”

His ‘dad’ said in a very serious voice, “I don’t think he should name him anything until we are sure he doesn’t belong to anyone.”

His mom said, “He has to have something he can call him, even if it is only temporary.”

With that Georgie said, “I already know. I will call him the obvious and when he is all mine it will stay the same. I will name him after “Old Yeller”, the movie dog. He looks just like him.”

His ‘dad’ nodded in agreement, then he said, “Son, don’t get your heart set on him just in case someone does claim him.”

Georgie said, “I won’t dad.” Though the dog had already won his heart and deep down Georgie was praying that no one would ever claim “Yeller”.

(A note: Though the family would never know anything about the dog’s background he has a bit of a background too. He had been living with a homeless man since he was a puppy for the last 2-1/2 years, and keeping him company.

The dog was in the parking that night because just 2 days before the old homeless man had passed away in the alley behind a row of stores close to the market.

So, unknown to the family there would never be anyone to claim the dog.)

{Just for the record, Disney’s movie “Old Yeller” had come out just a year or two before this took place.}

Also just for the record, Georgie didn’t pick Yeller. Instead, Yeller picked Georgie.

Well, they managed to get the dog home without Georgie being licked to death and since it was mid-summer, it wasn’t quite dark outside.

His ‘dad’ found a piece of rope and they tied Yeller up at the far end of the yard where there was some wood and that gave him a little shelter. Also, in that spot, Georgie was able to look out his bedroom window and see that Yeller was OK during the night.

Once Yeller was settled and Georgie’s excitement had subsided somewhat, they went inside and had their Jiffy-pop and sodas, and dad had even splurged and bought some Neapolitan ice cream. They found something and watched TV for a couple of hours. After all it was Friday and Georgie had still been to wound up to have gone to bed at his normal time.

When he did go to bed he must have looked out the window at least 4 times before he finally drifted off to sleep. When morning came and he opened his eyes he thought it was later than his usual time to get up. He jumped up and ran to the window. When he looked out he had to rub the sleep out of his eyes. He could see the rope, but there was no Yeller. He didn’t even take the time to put on his slippers or robe. He went running through the house, not yelling, but making enough noise to wake the rest of the house. His mom and ‘dad’ were right behind him as he opened the door asking what was wrong. “Yeller’s gone”, he did yell now, and finished opening the door. He ran out the door and right into Yeller. The dog had chewed through the rope and came over to the door, where he had last seen the family, and slept on the step.

‘Dad’ said, “It looks like we need to get a chain instead of a rope. So, let’s eat some breakfast, since you two got us up before the birds, and we will go to the hardware store and pet store this morning. I will also stop by the paper and put the ad in that we agreed on.” With that Georgie dropped his eyes and looked sad.

‘Dad’ said, “Remember the agreement?”

And with noticeable sadness in his voice Georgie said, “Yes, I remember.”

“Look at it this way bub, if you and Yeller are meant to be together, you will be. After all, it seems that he came to you, and that had to have been for a reason.” said his ‘dad’, trying to make him feel better.

Being Saturday, there was no school and it was one of the few, very rare, Saturdays that ‘dad’ didn’t have to work. Mom and Stevie stayed home while ‘dad’ and Georgie went to the stores and took care of the other business. The newspaper was closed, but there was a drop box for people to leave requests for ads and since this was for “lost & found” the ad would be free.

With that all done the two of them went home. Georgie was anxious to get back and spend time with Yeller. His mom said he had been sitting and waiting very patiently for them to get back. He didn’t chew the rope again.

‘Dad’ connected the chain and got it ready while Georgie put water and food in Yeller’s new bowls. Yeah, ‘dad’ splurged a little, but the happiness on the boys face was well worth it. ‘Dad’ was even saying a prayer under his breath, to himself, in hopes that no one would answer the ad or post at the market. He didn’t remember when the last time was that the boy seemed so happy.

With everything in place Georgie was feeling like the dog was actually his. Now he just had to keep secretly hoping and praying no one would come to claim “his” dog. They had even bought a collar for the dog. It was a red one.

As the days went by and there were no replies to the ads, Georgie and Yeller grew closer, if that was possible. The two of them were almost inseparable, like they had grown up together and it was looking like it would be able to stay that way.

Now when school started again and Georgie would come home from school he would have his best friend there to meet him, maybe not at the door, but he would be there and something to look forward every day. Yeller now even had his own tags.

Georgie had the best summer of his life spending every day with Yeller. They even went down to the river bed and played.

There were times though when Georgie would go off and play with his friends, but never very far from home. On a lot of these occasions, when his mom would want Georgie, usually for dinner, it was to the point where all she would have to do is release Yeller and say, “Bring him home boy.” And with that, Yeller would find Georgie and they would come home right away. It seemed like a pretty good system.

They were like this the whole summer. They would play together for hours on end. Georgie’s sister even liked Yeller.

Then summer vacation was over and it was back to school. Georgie would get up, make sure Yeller had food and water and said, “See you later boy.” before he left every morning. The first Saturday after school started Georgie and Yeller were playing. Some of his friends came by and wanted him to play. He tied Yeller up and the boys went off to play. Yeller lay down as usual and waited patiently for his buddies return.

Georgie and his friends went inside the house of one of the boys. They didn’t plan on being in there very long so he didn’t bother telling his mom. When it came time for dinner, his mom went through the usual routine and went outside. She turned Yeller loose and said. “Bring him home boy.”

Yeller made a couple of trips around the houses where he would normally find Georgie. He wasn’t anywhere to be found. He came back by his chain and sat down. His head kept turning like he was trying to hear his buddies’ voice. Then his ears perked up and he took off running. Only this time it wasn’t in the normal direction. He actually ran towards the street. He stopped at the sidewalk and listened. Then he heard it, there were kids playing down the street. That must be where Georgie is. He headed down the street and when he saw the kids on the other side he ran toward them, right in front of an oncoming car. The car hit Yeller and didn’t even stop.

The children that were playing there recognized the dog and knew where he lived. Two of the boys went running toward Georgie’s house. They arrived about the same time Georgie was going to walk in the front door. They told him what happened and the three of them went running back in the direction of Yeller. His mom had heard and was right behind them.

When they got back to the spot, the other kids had moved Yeller out of the street and onto the grass. Georgie kneeled down and placed the dogs head on his lap. The dog looked up at Georgie and with one last sigh, knowing he was with his best friend, closed his eyes for the last time. With tears rolling down his cheeks Georgie removed the red collar and tags. He was still holding his head when the Humane Society came to remove him.

Theirs was a life of only a few months together, but those memories lasted Georgie a lifetime. Looking back on this memory, the two had to have been brought together for a reason. We know it sure made a big change in Georgie’s life and left him with that great memory. Although Yeller probably had an OK life with his homeless buddy for 2-1/2 years and probably brought that man some happiness in his last years, he definitely made a difference in one boys life.

There was love both ways and I can assure, that was an unforgettable love.

Greg


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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

This is a wonderful story. Growing up my family a black lab/ret. she was as lovable as Yeller.

Voted up and awesome.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi 20, Thank you for the visit and the comment. That't one of the pieces of my past life I never want to forget. My sisiter Judy and my memories are about all I have left of my young life. I am writing about my life even though they may not mean anything to anyone now, they may to my kids and grandkids later. Greg


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Cat R 4 years ago from North Carolina, U.S.

Beautiful Story!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Cat R, Thank you for the visit and the comment. Greg


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Rosemay50 4 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

A beautiful but very sad story


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Just Ask Susan 4 years ago from Ontario, Canada

Such a wonderful story but sad too.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Rosemay and Susan, Even though it was sad, it is still a wonderful memory and it all happened at a very important time in my life. Thank you both for the visits and the comments. Greg


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JT Walters 4 years ago from Florida

Great story but a tear jerker, Happy Holidays my Friend.

JT


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Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

Thank you so much for sharing this gem with us.I have to vote up up and away.

Take care

Eddy.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi JT and Eiddwen, Thank you both for the visits and comments. There were points while writing that I had to stop. Tough but lovely memories. Greg


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Super story. I really enjoyed reading this except for the sad ending. Sad endings make me cry. I'm sure Yeller looked after his buddy even after he went off to the world beyond.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Gypsy, Thank you for the comment and reassurance. To be honest, it was harder to write than I thought it would be. Greg


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

Beautiful story. My family,( Before i was born ) had a dog named Old Shep. He was a hunter and brought wild game home. He would lay it on the porch. I wish i had a picture to share. Thank you...


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tillsontitan 4 years ago from New York

OMG! How terribly sad. Of course I cried. You are a great writer. You told your story so beautifully. I am sorry you only had such a short time with Yeller. Voted up and beautiful.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Till, Thank you for the follow, visit, comment and the vote. True, it may have been a short time, but there was a reason fot the connection. As they say, there is a reason everything happens. Again, thank you. Greg


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Vellur 4 years ago from Dubai

A wondeful story. It touched my heart. Heart rending.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Vellur, Thank you for the visit and the comment. Greg


Sueswan 4 years ago

Hi Gregas,

This beautiful, touching, heartfelt and sad story made me cry.

Yeller and you had a special and unforgettable friendship.

Voted up up and away!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Sue, Thank you for the visit, vote and the comment. While writing, it was almost like it was yesterday. Yes, I do feel like it was special. Greg


girltalksshop 4 years ago

Beautiful story but ends so sad. I was right there with Georgie...I loved his dog too! Thanks for the share, voted it up and awesome!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi GTS, Thank you for the follow, visit and comment. Greg


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kashmir56 4 years ago from Massachusetts

Hi gregas, thanks for sharing this beautifully written story about the wonderful friendship between a dog and boy.

Vote up and awesome !!!

Have a wonderful Christmas !


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Kashmir, Thank you for the follow, visit, comment and vote. Greg


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carolinemd21 4 years ago from Close to Heaven

Wonderful story Greg! You are a great writer!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Caroline, Thank you for the comment. Greg


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Movie Master 4 years ago from United Kingdom

A beautiful yet sad story, my dog 'Major' chose me and like Georgie and Yeller we had a special relationship.

Thank you for sharing and voted up.


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Minnetonka Twin 4 years ago from Minnesota

Dear Greg-wow did your story ever get me choked up. I am glad you and Yeller were brought together. I believe there are no accidents in this life and you were both meant to meet. I am so glad you shared this moving story with us. I too believe that dogs choose us. I have two black labs from the humane society and they both found us even though we were looking at different dogs at the time.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi MM, Thank you for trhe visit, vote and the comment. Greg

Hi Twin, Thank you for the follow, visit and comment. If you haven't already read it, you may be interested in my hub "It's Me Harley". Greg


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BundleUp 4 years ago from Ambler, Pa

Beautiful story. Animals are such a wonderful part of our lives. Whether they are with us on earth, for a short time or a very long time, they are in our hearts forever.

This story made me cry. It is so sweet.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Bundleup, Thank you for the follow, visit and wonderful comment. Yes, animals are a special part of our lives. My special buddy now is Harley. Greg


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sgbrown 4 years ago from Southern Oklahoma

This is a wonderful story! We had a black lab that found us one day. He just showed up at our place out in the country. He was dragging a lasso rope that was attached to his collar. He had scars where he had been beaten and it looked like the rope had been attached to his collar for years. We kept him and didn't try to find his previous owner. He stayed with us for several months until he was hit by a car one day. I feel like God sent his to us so he could know what it was like to beloved and what a good life was like before it was his time to go. We talk about him often. I really enjoyed your story. Voted up and awesome!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi SG, Again, thank you. I would have been tempted to locate the owner, but not to return the dog. Anyone that mistreats animals are nothing but bullies. And you already know how I feel about that.

Greg


sgbrown 4 years ago

Hi Greg. If I had found the owner, I would have been tempted to beat them like they beat the dog. Probably best that I not know who they were. :)


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Kamalesh050 4 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

A sad story, written Beautifully. Voted Up.

Best Wishes to you my Friend and I also wish you a Very Happy New Year.

- Kamalesh


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Kamalesha, Thank you for the visit and comment. You have a great New Year too. Greg


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Thelma Alberts 4 years ago from Germany

Lovely story! Voted up and thanks for your follow.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Thelma, Thank you for the follow, visit, comment and vote. True stories are usually the best when told right. Greg


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jimcrowthers 4 years ago from Port Charlotte

Great story! Thanks for sharing. If I were the boy (after reading the comments, that was you?), I don't know how I would've taken the dog's early demise. I'm glad he was able to bring you comfort in a time of need.

Voted up and beautiful.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Jim, Thank you for the follow, visit and comment. He did help me at the time. Greg


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Jspot 4 years ago from Flames of water and love

Beautiful story Gregas, how you can recall such a time in your life is amazing. I have a hard time remembering last week. Never had a dog, I had snakes and when they passed on, it was devastating to my life. Voted up, awesome, and beautiful.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Jspot, Thank you for the visit, comment and votes. I am in the process of recording everything I can remember about my life, if for no other reason, so that my kids and their kids can read and know something about me. I came to a point when I wish I knew more about my mom and dad. Greg


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m0rd0r 4 years ago from Sofia, Bulgaria

Very touching. Voted up.


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DFiduccia 4 years ago from Las Vegas

Beautiful story—voted up.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi DF, Thank you for the comment and vote. Actually, even after all of these years, this was a hard story to write, but I do feel better having shared it. Greg


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HubTub 4 years ago from The Sunshine State

What a heartbreaking yet touching story. Wasn't planning on crying tonight, but this one is definitely a tear-jerker. Voted up and beautiful!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Hub Tub, Thank you, and thank you for the votes. It was even tough for me to write, even after all of these years. Greg


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HubTub 4 years ago from The Sunshine State

You're welcome, Greg. Animals and pets can become such an integral part of one's life. Your story further emanates their healing powers and unconditional love.


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moonfairy 4 years ago

Oh my...what a beautiful, sad, wonderful story. I'm at a loss for words.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Moonfairy, Thank you. Don't be at a loss for words, you have more hubs to write. Greg


Karen Hellier 4 years ago

What a wonderful, sad story. You are a good writer!


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Karen, Thank you so much for the visit and the compliment. Greg


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Allen Williams 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

This story brings back many memories. Voteed up and beautiful.


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Allen, Thank you for the visit, folloe, comment and vote. Some memories are wonderful, even sad ones at times. Greg


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Desertarmor 4 years ago from Arizona

Gregas great hub, I truely love my dogs. come visit my puppy and dog stories


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gregas 4 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Desertarmor, Thank you. I will visit your hubs. I am running so far behind on everything right now. Greg


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aziza786 4 years ago

Beautiful story. Thanks for sharing this, and I also have a great interest in pets.


Sarra Garrett 4 years ago

Voted up and beautiful! I firmly believe in the love of a dog. Wonderful story!


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Maria Cecilia 3 years ago from Philippines

Beautiful but a sad one, my heart breaks with this kind of separation...... hope the boy had another dog after that...


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gregas 3 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Maria, that was my story. I never had a dog of my own again until the 90's. I had him for 13 years and had to put him to sleep. I now have my Harley, which you can read his hub, "It;s Me Harley" on my hubs. He enjoyed writing that one. ;-))


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Maria Cecilia 3 years ago from Philippines

Gregas that's another heartbreaking story a dog of 13 years that needed to put to sleep, My Peso is 12 years old and will turn 13 on July 27, I really wish he remains healthy for more years to come. I will try to check on Harley


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csmiravite-blogs 2 years ago from Philippines

This is one love story that I can read again and again. How beautifully you have written it. I was crying at the end part. How poignant, though sad. Nice hub! A thumbs up!


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gregas 2 years ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Consolacion, thank you for the visit. As much as I hate to admit it, I was in tears while writing it. Greg.


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do-what-is-right 17 months ago

Nice story, thanks. A bit sad though. Reminds me when I was a boy we got a mixed breed dog. Unfortunately he kept getting out of our fenced in yard and digging up our neighbors flowers. Needless to say my father eventually took him back to the pound.


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Felisa Daskeo 16 months ago from Manila, Philippines

I just read your story and it made my eyes water. It is a lovely story. I love dogs too. We had dogs since i was a little girl and they are like family.


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gregas 16 months ago from Corona, California. Author

Hi Felisa, Try "It's Me Harley." Might cheer you up a little. Greg.

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