TCBud,
Now don't you laugh because I used to be a "mans' dog, big and protective" type of guy for years nd years -- German Sheppards, Doxies, bassets, Rots and so on, but about 8 years ago the other half decided she needed a little dog that we could take on the truck with us. Our best friends had a litter of Poms, and you guessed it, they gave her one.
The minute she started gushing about she is so Precious I knew we had a dog regardless of what I said. Then the next time we were out there and EJ brought Precious out in the palm of one hand, I knew WE HAD A DOG! They raised her for months for us and pretty much trained her for basic things.
Trying to save face, I put down all kinds of rules and conditions. When we brought her home, she instantly attached herself to me and no amount of fussing was going to over come that little bundle of love and licking puppy's decision. Now I HAD A DOG, whether I wanted it or not, and I soon loved it.
Last winter our roommates got EJ another little Pom for her birthday named Snow Fox -- you guessed it I NOW HAD 2 DOGS, both little ankle biters. On August 17 2009 I had to put Precious down for terminal renal failure and it hit me harder than any family member's death had ever done. I was so messed up that it was almost a month before I realized that it had been my daughter's birthday. She had just sat back in the background and helped us through it. In fact it hit all 23 grown kids almost as hard as it did me. I've never seen them that effected when they lost their own animals.
To make a long story short, Snow now HAS A MASTER, not Don has a dog! She is spoiled and obnoxious but she probably helped me get through loosing Precious more than any people did.
Getting back on track, now I'm a Pomeranian man through and through.
Have a great winter because there is nothing we can do about the weather any way. I used to love driving through Nevada on I-80 and on US 95 down through Hawthorne on the way to LA. I don't miss being truck driver, but sometimes I miss the things I saw and the people I met driving truck. Now I understand why so many of those pesky RVers always wanted to talk to us in rest stops.
I didn't used to ramble like this when I was driving -- maybe I'm lonely and bored like 2 Dog was last night.
Of course going from a reasonable cash flow to $243/month from May until this month has made it real hard to do much of anything.
Good smoking.