I love my grandchildren so much and quite frankly the three of them totally fulfill my needs in that role. Never did I imagine that three such perfect young people would grace my life. I look forward to the time when I'm old and crippled, because I am absolutely certain I will be able to lean on any of the three for anything I need.
Imagine my surprise when Adrian presented us with a dog instead of a kid. I won't pretend that I was enamoured with the idea last December but 3 short months later I have discovered that he is filling a hole that the grand kids simply can't do. I haven't really analyzed what that is and I don't really intend to. Rather I'm just gonna take it and run with it.
Talking about Frits the Dog has of course got me thinking about that other Frits, his namesake. Particularly I am reminded of dads attitude towards pets of any kind. Simply put, he had no use for them. I suppose he believed he had good reasons for his feelings on the matter, although I'm not sure they were valid. The only answer I ever got from him was that a dog was just gonna chase the cows. It occurs to me that having a few animal friends around (other than cows) when we were kids might have added some value. Funny thing is that if I had asked him again after I was an adult, he might have changed his perspective....like so many things he rethought in his later years.
Alas. I never had a pet, but now Adrian is letting us share his, and for this I am extremely grateful. As promised, here's a pic of the Fritser after our 90 minutes in the trails, in the rain, yesterday.
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.” ---Anatole France
"If you think you're a powerful and influential person, try ordering someone else's dog around"---
Anon
Love
Peter
Imagine my surprise when Adrian presented us with a dog instead of a kid. I won't pretend that I was enamoured with the idea last December but 3 short months later I have discovered that he is filling a hole that the grand kids simply can't do. I haven't really analyzed what that is and I don't really intend to. Rather I'm just gonna take it and run with it.
Talking about Frits the Dog has of course got me thinking about that other Frits, his namesake. Particularly I am reminded of dads attitude towards pets of any kind. Simply put, he had no use for them. I suppose he believed he had good reasons for his feelings on the matter, although I'm not sure they were valid. The only answer I ever got from him was that a dog was just gonna chase the cows. It occurs to me that having a few animal friends around (other than cows) when we were kids might have added some value. Funny thing is that if I had asked him again after I was an adult, he might have changed his perspective....like so many things he rethought in his later years.
Alas. I never had a pet, but now Adrian is letting us share his, and for this I am extremely grateful. As promised, here's a pic of the Fritser after our 90 minutes in the trails, in the rain, yesterday.
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.” ---Anatole France
"If you think you're a powerful and influential person, try ordering someone else's dog around"---
Anon
Love
Peter