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Tess Comforting Jack

I talked it over with Tess. We decided we have to keep Jack. He’s goofy in love with our mom. He cries if he doesn’t know where she is and since he’s deaf, he has trouble finding her. If I’m not busy with the ball, I’ll run along side Jack so he knows to follow me back to her.

He tries to play with me sometimes. But I still remember how he acted like Mr. Bigshot when he moved in, like some ex-con with an attitude. But I think he was just scared. Then he marked all over the house and when I covered up his mark with mine I got in big trouble.

It’s all patched up now. Jack knows I’m the boss so he doesn’t cross me. Tess got all worried when Jack came. She thought she might lose her place. But now everybody gets along. We don’t even fight over food.

This week we learned that Old Dog Haven considers Jack a Final Refuge dog. That means he won’t be put up for adoption. I told him nobody would want him anyway because he’s old and has a funny looking mouth with worn out teeth. Tess said that hurt his feelings and that’s why she’s trying to comfort him in the picture. I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings. I was just teasing him. It’s a guy thing. So anyway, Jack will stay with us forever as an Old Dog Haven Final Refuge dog. Old Dog Haven will pay Jack’s vet bills. They do that to encourage people to take an older dog. Maybe you could take somebody like Jack.  Maybe some day there wouldn’t be any more homeless dogs if everybody took one home. If you don’t want your own dog, you could sponsor an Old Dog Haven Final Refuge Dog. Here’s the link. Sponsor Page Think about it. Gotta run.

The Young Asher

When I was young people used to stop me on the street ’cause they thought I was good looking. I never understood why looks were so important.

I come from a mixed family. Some of my siblings are black and white, some are red. I was the only blue merle of the litter. I have a genetic condition that makes my brown color fade. It’s like when your dark hair bleaches out in the sun.

My people taught me the importance of good manners. But I can get away with bad behavior just because I’m cute and was born with two blue eyes. Isn’t that silly?  Imagine judging someone by their looks instead of what’s in their heart and how their butt smells. People can be so strange. Gotta run.

The Test

Tess won’t tell me if she’s a Democrat or Republican. I don’t really care one way or the other, I’d just like to know what she thinks. So I brought the Republican stuffie out of the toy box and placed it on her side. I thought if she was a Democrat the stuffie would work like an allergy test – she’d get all itchy and shake it off her. But you can see for yourself that she was real still and didn’t move a muscle. It’s okay if she’s a Republican. She can be a Democrat too. She just has to be nice about it. See ya.