The story of Bo Boy. We built our house in 2006. Moved in sometime in August I think. We had two small dogs a Dachshund and a Chihuahua. Now that we had more room I was going to get a big dog. About 2 weeks after moving In I look out the window and see a big black dog in the front yard. I cant tell but it looks like it could be mean. I go outside and yell at it. He starts walking towards me. Next I take a few steps and try to scare him away. Keeps walking towards me. Comes up to me and just wants some attention. So I pet him for awhile then decided I need to find where he came from. Return him. I put him in the jeep and go everywhere. Nobody recognizes him. Finally someone down the road about a mile says they think he belonged to their neighbor but they just moved a few days ago. So I take him home. It only took a few minutes to realize he was going to be part of our family. Q and Griff were young then and would ride him around like a horse. Pull and tug and poke. He didnt care a bit. He loved it. He constantly followed Jen around the house. Wherever she went he was right behind her. He was totally gentle with Clay J and Paisley. I realize that we didnt find him. He found us and I am so glad he did. Some awesome memories of my Bo Boy. Tonight I had to say goodbye. Digging his grave I couldnt stop digging. I just didnt want to do it. Im gonna miss his nose nudges and loud yawns. The sound of him running across the deck and shaking the house. The giggles from Paisley when he licked her face. Im gonna Miss ya Bo Boy. But thanks for picking us.
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 02:33:53 +0000
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