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Carol Perkins: Memories of Fluffy thwart urges to adopt new dog

Writer still not ready to adopt a new dog following the death of her beloved Fluffy. But she does offer, at in this article comtemplate a new role for herself - maybe an idea for others.
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By Carol Perkins

As I was watching "Good Morning America" Wednesday, a strong yearning overcame me. Sitting on the couch were all of the hosts, and each one held at least one rescue dog and urging Americans to open their hearts and their homes to save them. These pups were irresistibly cuddly, and I could tell none of the hosts wanted to give them up.



Walking away from a pup is difficult, and the group promoting adoption of rescue dogs was going on the road with these dogs and many others, hoping to find them a home and spread the word that so many just like them need saving. At that moment, I longed to save one of them. Then I remembered Fluffy.

I loved that dog and when he died, I mourned and so did Guy.

The house was silent and there was no one to meet either of us at the door with dedicated enthusiasm. The barking at squirrels stopped and the nipping at Guy's ankles when he wore his dress pants, signaling he was leaving for his work, stopped. Fluffy was a companion and a source of great love, but I vowed never to have another inside dog.

In his nine years, Fluffy ruined every piece of carpet in our house. Not that he intended to do so, but he was absolutely not going outside. Neither was he going to hit the pads placed throughout the house. He was not going to resist chair legs. After his death, we had to replace all the carpet. I don't want to go through that again.

Every time we wanted to take trips, we boarded him. Not that the caretakers were not good to him because they came to think of him as part of their family, but removing him from home confused Fluffy. When we put him in the car, he shook as if he were scared to death.

I felt a little like a parent who drop off a child at a daycare, and the child cries until the parent drives off and then is fine. Fluffy knew how to play Guy and me. When we picked him up, he was so glad to see us and if he could have talked, he might have said, "Why couldn't I go, too?"

Occasionally, I will have a thought about getting another dog. Fluffy jumped on the back of my recliner and sat with me, and I miss his paw on top of my head.

If I had another dog, perhaps it could do the same. "Are you out of your mind?" Guy asked when I told him about watching the show and how cute the pups were.

"All pups are cute," he said, "but that doesn't mean you need to bring one home. Maybe you can be a puppy grandmother and bring a dog home for an hour or two and then send it home."

Dogs like these need good homes, but I guess it won't be mine. Maybe some of you will visit the local shelter and rescue a sweet little dog.

In the meantime, if you need a doggie grandmother, I'm available. However, I will not let Guy even pet the dog!


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