Is your dog your best friend?

 Well, uhm.... yes.  They are two of my best friends.  Certainly the most polite ones!  LOL! 

I concider him more family =]

He's always there when I need him, not TOO demanding (he certainly has his moments!), always listens and NEVER talks back!

I certainly have my best human friends - but my dog is irreplacible, for many reasons other than he's just my dog. Casey is by FAR my heart dog - we get along so well, and I come very close to tears when I think of what his other fate was if I didn't take him home that cold night.......

 Everybody knows, I don't have to tell them. Emma is with me, all the time. She's staring at me, right beside me, adoring me. I couldn't ask for anything better than that.

Absolutely. Jasmine is and has been since her very first days my BFF, The Kids grew up saying if there was an emergency they knew I would get to them as soon as I had Jasmine safe !  Her clock is running down but she and I will be part of each other till we are reunited , of this I have No Doubts.

I love the rest but they are not my Jasmine, and the Hubs knows if it comes down to her health or needs and a bill it is a no brainer...

Bonita of Bwana

erica1989

I concider him more family =]

He's always there when I need him, not TOO demanding (he certainly has his moments!), always listens and NEVER talks back!

Obviously YOU do not have KIDS or GRANDKIDS   hee hee hee  

Bonita of Bwana

haha - NOPE!

Not really a 'kid' fan.... more of a doggy person! I have a brother - but we pretty much steer clear of eachother.

I sometimes feel bad for her, she's got so many hats to wear for me---best friend, fuzzy kid, co-pilot, sidekick, protector(at least in her mind), walking partner.  I guess it goes both ways so it's all good!

Erica, are you sure Caseys part corgi? Because Tootsie back talks a lot. :) 

oooooh yess...... but THANK GOD he's not a barker! he's a total nut when it comes to playing - feet biting, running, chasing, herding, leaping, kissing, it's hysterical to watch - cause usually he does it all AT ONCE! He'll bark once to let me know someone is at the door - or he wants to come back inside, or there's someone near his backyard.... but that's the extent of his barking....

he does make strange yawning screeching noises though... not sure what that's about I'll have to record them... they are pretty amusing.

To me each dog is a complete individual.  I have completely different, unique relationships with every dog I've had the pleasure to know and love.

Prissy -- my first 'heart' dog -- SHE was my best friend forever. NO one understood me like she did, there will never be a better 'friend' -- not ever.  We weren't owner & dog.  We were more like sisters, truly.

Mike tha Dog?  He was the Old Man.  The ultimate alpha - he used to even tell David the nights it was time to take out the trash!  (he'd go sit in front of the cupboard with the trashbags in it).

Foxy the Mostlie Sheltie?  He needed me.  He adored me.  His faith in me was unshakeable and boundless.  I had to be 'better' to live up to his estimation of me.

Muffin the Intrepid.  I respected him.  I helped him.  I did the 'mom thing' (I was the one who helped the sore skin, the hurts, the surgeries, etc.).  Then came the day he lost his ears and suddenly I WAS THERE!  I was the key.  I taught him WORDS (signs -- the dog knew like 70 ASL signs) and unlocked the spoken world to him AFTER he lost his hearing.  Sooooo he could talk to his cancer kids and pet therapy kids.  I was ... basically ... words and a car.  I will forever be in awe of loving and serving that unbelievable dog.  He was the purest essence of love to sick children there could ever be -- and I got to live with him, go with him and see it all develop.

Pollyanna -- I never got a chance -- 3months was just too short.

Ms. Socks -- I was "a friend".  Her life that went before us was sad and she was apparently ultra bonded to that woman.  She was a survivor ... she was "grace under fire" ... she 'waited' here but learned much and accomplished much more than SHE ever thot she could.  David was the "fun guy".  I was "a friend" and the "food lady".

Billy -- yeah, he IS my best friend.  My buddy.  A huge huge part of my heart and my sanity.  He needs me.  I need him.  Pure love.  The "best part of my day". 

Kee -- that's still a work in progress.  I've been promoted tho -- I'm not merely "the food lady" any more -- I'm "the mom" -- I give good cuddles and she's GLAD to see me when i get home (that's new and a big huge deal to her).  Most humans are NOT to be trusted you know ... they leave, they hurt you and they generally just aren't wonderful.  But ... David and I have been 'promoted' in recent months to "Hi GLAD to see ya ... if it's not too much trouble ... can I have a scratch ... yeah ... *there* ... this **NICE**?"

I don't expect the same of each dog -- it sWAY different to get a dog when they are small and watch them grow and mature and teach them everythign, and to rescue a dog along the way ... and different in a big way to take a senior animal who is either just grateful for a home or who has had it very very rough and needs to learn to trust again. 

I can't lump that all together.  Each and every one is sooo unique.  It's always an awesome ride ... but to a new destination every single time.

erica1989

I certainly have my best human friends - but my dog is irreplacible, for many reasons other than he's just my dog. Casey is by FAR my heart dog - we get along so well, and I come very close to tears when I think of what his other fate was if I didn't take him home that cold night.......

I totally agree with this.
Apollo is the first dog I ever rescued...I have seen him at his worst- and best. To see him skinny with flaky skin, infected smelly ears, brown teeth, covered in fleas, poop, and pee, catatonic and giving up... to healthy, shiny coat, clean ears, white teeth, playing, learning, running, playing with my brothers friends (ages 6-11 years old) and being very polite and patient with them, brings tears to me eyes. He is defianlty my heart dog...we have such a close bond, it's really unbelievable.

Teddi is, along with of course my human BFF's, haha, but he is my heart dog.  He's always with me and wants to be near me. He's just so well behaved and I adore Teddi.

Maggie, she's very independent, and when we rescued her she was super skinny with worms. Now she's normal size and happy and I do love her too, but she's more DH's best friend ( ;) don't tell him that, he'll be all macho and deny it, but when its just us you should see how much he loves little Maggie)  

BlackLabbie

I totally agree with this.
Apollo is the first dog I ever rescued...I have seen him at his worst- and best. To see him skinny with flaky skin, infected smelly ears, brown teeth, covered in fleas, poop, and pee, catatonic and giving up... to healthy, shiny coat, clean ears, white teeth, playing, learning, running, playing with my brothers friends (ages 6-11 years old) and being very polite and patient with them, brings tears to me eyes. He is defianlty my heart dog...we have such a close bond, it's really unbelievable.

I think there really is something special about a dog that's in bad shape and really needs you.  I feel very closely bonded to Indie I think because I've poured heart and soul into getting him healthy and sound.  I think they really know it too.  I've never had a dog so very affectionate and I think part of it is from the times he would just lay on me with his head on my heart breathing those heavy, worn out sighs.  I love all my animals very deeply (even stinky evil Milo) but he's got a real special spot for me.  To be a part of his transformation has truly been an honor for me.