Next to Susanna, Simon is the best thing to come out of our time in Danville. Sure, he chewed up several hundred dollars' worth of shoes (one pair Birkenstocks, one pair of Danskos, and several of my dress shoes), scraped large amounts of paint off my parents' gate, and just this week ate a loaf of bread and some baby formula. He's definitely not perfect, but none of us are.
However, Simon was there to greet us when we arrived home that horrible night Woody died, and his presence helped us through our grief. He has now been with us for longer than Woody was. Simon is a very cuddly dog, and will happily sit on our laps and let us rub his belly for long stretches of time. We joke that he is our "fertility dog", because one month after getting him, I became pregnant with Susanna. When we were moving from Danville to Chesapeake, he stayed with some friends for a long weekend. Two weeks later, they found out that they were expecting their first child. Fertility dog, indeed!
Simon has been a model of gentleness, patience, and love with Susanna. She loves him, and he loves her back. I can see the same relationship beginning to happen with Simon and Greg. Sure, he licks them on the mouth despite our best efforts to prevent that. But he also has let Susanna sit on him, play peek-a-boo with him (using blankets), and generally abuse him (again, despite our best efforts to prevent that). I don't think we could have gotten a better dog if we'd hand-picked him from a breeder.
It's been a great four years, Simon. I hope we have many, many more with you!We love you.
1 comment:
what a great photo!
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