Dogs

I received news that my dear puppy's "boyfriend" died today.  They were born only a few weeks apart and grew up going to "puppy play group" and being great pals.  Leader was such a sweet dog.  I only wish that their puppies had  survived.  At least my puppy does not have to know that her friend is gone. 

   What is it about dogs that makes them so hard to loose?  Maybe it's the unconditional love and affection or maybe its the happy face every time you come home.  Maybe it's just the big slobbery kisses, but having a dog is such a wonderful thing that it is hard to imagine my life without one.