The dogs that choose to keep a human , make a commitment for life , without bias and with complete loyalty . We humans , however do not always show the same towards our canine house guests .
Having read John Grogan’s book titled ” Marley and me ” and being the owner of a beautiful golden Labrador ” Max ” , I could see the similarities between the two dogs , although I’m sure many readers felt the same regardless of breed . Many would say for a dog to own you is totally wrong , but in a way they do . Each with their own personality , likes and dislikes , favourite places to lay down ( normally where they want and invariably in the way ) and a uncanny ability to communicate their short list of wants .
We are not all animal lovers , some less than that and some owners do not have time to show their hairy , moulting , dirty pawed ( not to mention the embarrassing self cleaning habits ) friends the time they deserve , never the less they seem to capture an inner emotion within us . We can all watch a action film where the hero shoots the baddies and in the process getting hit themselves , its what for some makes a good film , but , if a dog gets shot , wounded , clubbed or spat on , the whole theme of that movie takes on a new terrifying genre .
Max was put to sleep on August the 12th 2011 ,( ironically called the glorious twelfth ) after over a decade as an active member of the family , and is sorely missed , even though we are now owned by two more furniture wrecking , door scratching poop machines .
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