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Dog treats … or 30 pieces of silver?

So there is no misunderstanding, I use the ’30 pieces of silver’ reference as a symbol of betrayal. I was raised a Catholic kid and grew up hearing the story of how Judas betrayed Jesus for 30 pieces of silver. So, betrayal is what ’30 pieces of silver’ means to me.

As regular readers know, I have recently adopted a dog. Boots is a lovely mixed breed, three years old who weighs 20 pounds. I lost my beloved canine companion, Gabi, after nearly 17 years together at the end of March of this year. Gabi was, in fact, my first dog.

To the untrained eye, these are dog treats.

So, having lived with a dog for that many years I thought I knew something about dogs. Turns out that just because I knew a lot about one dog, that didn’t mean I knew a lot about all dogs in general, or my new dog, Boots, in particular.

When I wanted to leave home and not take Gabi along, I would go to the cabinet and get out a couple of dog treats to give her as I brought her to the back bedroom. Gabi was a smart pooch and as soon as she saw me go to the cabinet for the treats, she would run to the bedroom and wait for me/them. I would then give her the treats, close the door and leave.


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Boots – The adventure begins …

As regular readers know, I lost Gabi, my little canine companion of the past 16 years, at the end of March. While I have by no means fully recovered from the grief of her loss. I do feel well enough to have adopted a new dog.

Meet Boots, a three-year-old mix breed with a lovely brindle coat. Boots comes from the PAWS (Pets Are Worth Saving) no-kill pet rescue in Chicago. He weighs 18 pounds, about double Gabi’s final weight.

Driving Boots home from the shelter was the first step in our adventure together. He was nervous in my car. Or course, I have no idea how much experience he has had in cars and he had clearly never ridden in mine, so I understood his nervousness. For the record, I drive a MINI Cooper hardtop, stick shift. That is relevant as Boots in his agitation, was walking back and forth across my lap as I drove us the four miles home. I love driving stick and it was even more exciting with the dog getting between me and the shift lever on our first ride together. Needless to say, we made it.


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