Addie and Oscar played several hours every day she was here last week. It would be an hour here, a half hour there, another hour here. Oscar would see her coming and he would get so excited. Yesterday when it was time to take her home, I didn’t think about her hugging him and telling him goodbye. I had already put Oscar in the crate. Addie was in the sewing room playing with Boots and when I told her it was time for us to go, I took Rita out and when I came back in the house, Addie was sitting on the floor in front of Oscar’s crate, talking to him and telling him goodbye. She told him she would be back in a week or so; that she loved him and she would miss him and they would play a LOT when she comes back. She had her fingers through the wire front rubbing his head. It was so sweet. Of course, I had tears rolling down my cheek.
I asked her if she wanted me to get him out of the crate and she said “No, I told him goodbye and that I’ll be back in a week or so!”
Oh, my . . just typing this makes me want to cry.
She was here for over a week. I wonder, in Oscar’s mind . . if he thought she was going to be here forever or, if once she left and we came home without her . . she’s gone for good. What do dogs think? Does he keep hoping she’ll come bounding down the stairs or is it out of sight, out of mind?
When Addie was playing with Oscar, she said “I wish Bailey would play like this.” Bailey is their Corgi and she’s about three years old. I told her Oscar won’t always play like he plays now. Vince looked at me with a fearful expression and he said “What IF he does always want to play like this?” Hmmm . . . let’s not even think about that.
When I told the lady who had the puppies that I wanted one that loved to play, without missing a beat, she said “I know EXACTLY which one you want!” Yes, he does love to play. And he’s so fun to play with and it’s fun to watch Addie play with him.