We dined with the handsome Porter last night.
If you’ve been around since 2003, you may remember him as our Ruth’s one & only boyfriend. Ruthie was not really into dogs over 15 lbs or so. Except Porter. He made her heart go pitty-pat. . .
Here’s their Bark Magazine ad from their springtime of love.
When they hosted each other for overnights, they would get up in the middle of the night just to play together. And Porter was the only one allowed in Ruth’s special underbed Cave.
Porter’s a bit more grey around the muzzle these days, & he doesn’t hear as well as he used to, but whenever I see him, he gives me a special signal that recalls our long ago good times: he stands beside me & he shakes. No, not with a paw – I mean the whole body, flinging water after a bath-type shake. Porter knows all kinds of tricks, but that was always my favorite & I used to ask for it every time I saw him. He just does a couple of shakes now, but we remember,
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