Our Three Dogs

Someone pointed out to us a while ago that our 3 dogs had replaced our 3 children after empty nesting. I totally resent that. Our 3 dogs are way better than our 3 kids. I can't imagine life without a dog. Maybe with some breeds. We have 2 beagles and a border collie. They are 6 and 7 years old, already showing the early outward signs of aging, such as some white hair around the face and ears. They are our daily entertainment and recreation (walks).

If we accept the kid replacement theory, then the border collie (Mika) would be Andrea, the oldest, who indeed liked to herd the younger siblings, John and Jenny, aka the beagles. John would be Baxter who is funny, adorable and also kind of bossy. Jenny would be Tex, who I call Princess and we used to call Jenny Princess (I just now connected that dot, wow). Tex is more deliberate in her actions, the thinking dog.

This morning, and almost every morning, the big fluffy border collie jumps up on the bed, and just sort of collaspses on top of you. It's her good morning hug. She will stay in that position as long as you talk to her and stroke her, or until she sees something move, especially one of the beagles. Her morning hugs are worth a thousand happy pills.