Bereavement
Related: About this forumSitting here thinking of my wife as Duncan pup cuddles his niece.
Granddaughter is almost five months old I put sweet baby on day bed to lay after changing her diaper and bottle. And uncle Dunc the Golden jumps up and stretches out next to her so she does not roll off.
Dunc says father didnt you read Dr. Spock child rearing we must protect and cuddle the human puppies.
Uncle Dunc brought toys to cuddle laying toys squeaky toy next to baby with his niece. Dunc he lays next to granddaughter rubbing his face with paws play sneezing. Dogs do that saying I love you Im not threat dogs are so sweet.
Easterncedar
(3,616 posts)Uncle Dunc is very wise
Hope22
(3,042 posts)hlthe2b
(106,574 posts)KS Toronado
(19,635 posts)niyad
(120,409 posts)Thank you for that sweet story.
Diamond_Dog
(35,002 posts)Dogs are the best. How sweet that Dunc understands he is your helper in keeping the human puppies safe. TY for sharing this tender moment with us.
mgardener
(1,900 posts)MLAA
(18,654 posts)Bernardo de La Paz
(51,091 posts)I'm not mystical or believing in supernaturalism, but in situations like yours I amuse myself and comfort myself with thoughts like "If anyone's spirit is in that dog, it would be your wife". Protective and caring.
Someone passed away after going blind and having donated monthly to the Canadian National Institute for the Blind for years before getting symptoms and after. Not long after, I saw their neighbour was training a guide dog for the blind. It just sorta happened, a coincidence, but one can enjoy how fitting and a propos it was.
arkielib
(373 posts)Such a sweet story, and Dunc is a sweet and special dog/uncle.
Batshit_Bruin_CA
(61 posts)It reminds me so much of my blonde lab- golden mix (gold-a-dor?) named Jake, my heart dog. I adopted him from a county shelter about 3 hours away, in late August 2004. He was recovering from his neuter surgery and may have still been under the influence of residual anesthetic and pain meds. He was very sweet and quite calm. They claimed he was 2 years old, and at 65 pounds that sounded about right. My sister said he should be past the stage of teething and chewing everything in site that many labs and other retrievers go thru before the age of two. She has had many labs in her life and a GSD or two over the years. So this dog slept all the way home, and then we fed him the food sent with him by the shelter and some water and walked him around the back yard. By the next morning all the sedating drugs had worn off, and he was a wild pup indeed, galloping around and around the back yard. I checked his teeth and they were not adult dog dentition; looking at dog anatomy textbooks, he may have been as young as 6 months. He was still a puppy!
We named him Jake and we had wonderful times and challenging times for about 10 years (lung cancer) and I miss him still.
Thank you for sharing your wonderful stories, they bring old memories to mind of my Jake and also, little Jillie, his BFF golden 'sister'. Wishing you well this summer afternoon.