Back To Business

Well okay, you caught me sleeping on the job, but you need to cut me some slack. I’m nearly eleven and I just came home from a PEMF treatment that always makes me a very sleepy dog. Sometimes I need an extra nap.

Now I have to get back to business and finish the history of my life at Asherpark and how we came to have Finn. Maybe it’s because my birthday is coming up, but I feel like time is slipping away and there are things I need to share. Mostly I want to tell about Finn and what a special dog he is.

In my last Bark I told how terrible it was to lose Ash to cancer. When Ash died it was like somebody turned out the lights. Everything was dark and sad. I was lonely and at loose ends. Mom knew I had to have a companion, a pal that would become my best friend. She promised me she would find just the right dog soul – and she did.

I didn’t know if she was going to bring me a puppy to raise like she did for Ash, or if she was looking for an older, calmer dog. What I knew for certain was that it would be an Aussie. It absolutely had to be an Aussie.

There was a a lot of chatter about who would be the next dog at Asherpark. Mom got all kinds of advice from friends and other Aussie lovers. In the end she went back to where Ash and I were born in Newport, WA. Turns out the lady breeder had a recent litter and Asher’s father was in the lineage. She wanted a boy dog and, of course, the puppy had to be a blue merle. There was only one puppy that met all the requirements and Mom claimed him.

He was the cutest little pup I’d ever seen. He was dark with lots of deep gray and black. His little eyes were honey colored brown and he had white markings in all the right places. I fell in love with him the minute I saw him.

He was a shy little guy and stayed close to me for protection and comfort. We went everywhere together. I was the engine and he was my little caboose. It was so much fun raising Finn. We never fought over food or toys. When he showed bad dog manners, I gently corrected him. When he was scared, I showed him how to be brave. Finn has been a blessing to everyone at Asherpark, especially to me. I sure love that silly mutt.