Raising a puppy is only a faint echo of what it was like with children, but our nest, though covered with golden hair, is cozier than it's been in quite some time
Sylvie became the center of our family life, the warmth around which we all gathered
A little bit spunky (she's the one who ate your homework) and a little bit shy, Penny is still looking for love after all these years
Things started off a little messy, but eventually she did what puppies do—snuggling her way into our hearts
I had someone to take care of for more than 25 years—my two sons, and Benji, the hairiest of the three, but no less a child of mine
I'll never understand why my mother gave away my pet, lied about it and then did the same thing again
When the elderly pooch was accused of bad behavior, all my feelings about dogs changed
I've lost people I loved before—my parents, my brother, a beloved uncle, two dear friends—but this was different
I took him for walks, fed him canned food and cuddled with him at night. In return, he gave me his loyalty.
Our golden doodle was the entertainer our kids loved, the athlete my husband craved and the child I needed
He was mostly bald, downcast, and when he dared to look up at me, I could see that he had only four front teeth. We were destined to be together.