“Thump! Thump! Thump!” I say that to my favorite dog. And his tail just wags faster and harder. Tilla has had other names in the past: the loveable mutt was first called Atilla The Hun, now shortened to Tilla. Then the Olympian. He the was the only dog athletic enough to clear our fence forcing us to build it higher the next year. He tried then right away to go over but bounced right off it and did not try again. He is a lovable rogue. I am sure he will earn other names as time goes by. He is the same dog that never forgot being chained to the table twice when we were punishing him. You can not keep a leash near him: he will simply chew through it so leashes are kept out of his reach. He never forgets. Right now I feel sorry for him for he is limping slightly. The vet says he has a torn tendon. I am hoping we can correct that in the future. Anyway, he is my dog. I won him over by giving belly rubs almost any time he wants one and he loves his sporadic walks I give him. I love him with all my heart and soul. I never thought any dog would replace Daisy–a black mutt I had since she was a puppy but he has. Dogs don’t live forever so I will enjoy him now. Everything is by grace.
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I have four dogs and I have a special relationship with each one and I know I have written about all of them but bear with me. There is “Pax”, a Rottweiler mix, who I have known for over eight years. He came with my wife. He lumbers down the yard and has his favorite corner where he will bark at anyone who has the temerity to pass by. He is the most vocal of the four. He looks at me with a bemused expression and loves bread. He is a bagel thief. Leave one nearby and if you are not careful he will slip it away and gobble it down before you know it. I like teasing him by pulling his tail. He will bark at me in retaliation but I do it anyway. He does not move too quickly any more and I have stepped on him accidentally too many times. He now instinctively moves out of the way when I walk nearby. He is a scary looking dog but has never bitten anyone.
There is my favorite — “Tilla”. This morning he came into my bedroom and jumped on the bed to greet me. He is the smartest dog I have and also the most athletic one: we had to build our large wooden picket fence higher for he was the only one that could jump over it. He has gotten into the most trouble. We did have one visit from the local dog warden after he got out once and harassed the neighbor ‘s dog. He is a midsized black dog with a barrel chest. He usually does not take his eyes off of me. He is the only one I have taken walks with. I will write about the other two later.
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