I could spam you all day long with pictures of my girl. Bones came to live with us in May 2007 and my heart will break in a million pieces when she leaves us. She is an irreplaceable pooch and holds a special spot in my heart.
My podiatry school held a black tie fundraiser for the scholarship program every year and I always volunteered to help. The first year I showed up in my turquois ball gown and was handed a leash. On the other end was a puppy named Cinderella. She was 14 pounds at 8 weeks of age and I spent the entire night walking her around and trying to get people to bid on her in the silent auction. I couldn't help but open the bidding on her and told myself that it was ok because someone else was bound to outbid me. I wouldn't allow myself to bid more than once.
By the end of the night there were three bids. I lost. Except both the others had significant others who nixed the puppy. Now if it was up to me I would have forced the top bidder to pay anyway since it was a fundraiser and all and then offered the puppy to the next in line. But life isn't up to me and they let them bail. It was on me. I took her.
There was one big issue though. My SO also didn't want a puppy. Good thing he was at work that night and not with me.
It was 1 am when the night ended and Dusty was working emergency at the time. I wasn't super comfortable bringing home a puppy in the middle of the night to our cats and dog, so I headed to Dusty's work. I walked in looking all pretty with my puppy on a string and his jaw dropped. Not in a wow you took my breath away sort of way but in a what the heck is that sort of way. It didn't help that he was in the middle of literally searching for a needle in a fat lab's abdomen and was already in a foul mood. Ooops...sorry honey. Can she stay the night and you bring her home?
He wasn't happy then, but if you asked him now he wouldn't trade Bones for the world.
|Dusty and baby Bones always spent the mornings snuggling in bed|
|Hero took to Bones right away and they played all the time|
Bones ended up being a Doberman/Great Dane mix weighing in around 100 pounds. She was and still is absolutely adorable.
My only other dog experience had been Hero who was a very high energy, super smart Corgi who needed constant stimulation. Bones was the opposite. A single day outside playing would wipe her out for the next three days.
|She was happy when we bought her the proper sized dog bed: a human love seat|
|She goes from bed to couch to bed all day long and just wants to sleep|
|She adores snuggling and has tried to take my place from day one with Dusty|
|Can I come out to play?|
One day in WI I went for a run. I hooked her up and decided to take her not knowing if she would enjoy it or not. She was awesome at it. We paced well together and she just loved it. The next time I went out, I changed into my running clothes and was going to go out without her. She went ballistic. Form then on, anytime I ran, I ran with Bones.
We also decided to go kayaking with our WI neighbors (Hi Shauna!). I had spent my youth doing competitive whitewater slalom and it felt great to be back in my boat again. They brought their dog along per their norm and encouraged us to bring Bones. She had a blast.
Bones is 8 years old now and still my sweetheart. She has done well for being such a big dog. Sadly, we diagnosed her with osteosarcoma in her front left leg this past spring which already had gone to her lungs. We are loving every moment we have with her right now and she still goes on our hikes every weekend and hogs the bed nightly.