Memory trigger

My last post was about Georgie, the Under Training Guide Dog.
Whilst looking for images to accompany that entry, I found the one below, and it triggered a memory from early 1980 about one of my senior managers.
I am certain that dogs feel grief, especially when they have had a lifelong companion who suddenly isn’t there any more.
I was in a relationship and there were two dogs in the household.
We lost our GSD in 1985, and Partner and I buried her at the bottom of the garden wrapped in her blanket, with her feet pointing towards the open fields. The collie stood to one side of the mound for what seemed like hours, then pawed the ground twice, and came inside.
He became quiet and subdued, not eating and drinking little, so much so that I was extremely worried and after a week, decided to get another dog. It was a good decision.

To continue with my memory:

guide dogPeter had always had two dogs, two large dogs in fact, Great Danes to be exact.
Sadly, at the age of 9, one died, and the other was inconsolable.
Peter decided to get another, and went to a registered breeder in the area.
She had two puppies left from the litter, though unfortunately one was blind.
Peter only wanted one dog, but enquired as to what would happen to the other if he took the sighted one.
The woman said she wasn’t sure yet, as apart from being blind, the dog was perfectly healthy and in all honesty, it didn’t seem to bother him that much, especially as his brother was always at his side, and they would play, eat and sleep together.
Obviously, when he was on his own, she didn’t know how he would get on, but she was prepared to give him a chance.
Peter said he’d let her know his decision the next day as he had to talk things over with his wife.

You know how this story ends don’t you.

Yep. He took both dogs, and the one he already had readily accepted the pair of them without any trouble or hierarchy. He said it was actually quite funny to watch the older dog mother these two puppies, and settle any sibling squabbles by a quick nip behind the ear!
Being blind never proved to be a handicap for the dog either, and Peter had a special harness made so that the sighted one could ‘walk’ his brother in safety.
As far as I can remember, the three dogs lived in harmony for about four years, and the two brothers for several years thereafter.

great dane great dane pups

Pictures for illustration purposes only.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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2 Responses to Memory trigger

  1. scifihammy says:

    Nice heart warming story 🙂 I am so glad he took both the dogs 🙂

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