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Puppy Friends

I usually try to only make one post (if any) to the Daily Post Photo Prompt for the week. But, on Sunday we took Ginger and Asta over to see their friend Sam. When Ginger and Sam saw each other they started running and came together in something a lot like a hug. It made me think about how friendship isn’t just for humans.

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These two have been friends since 2010. Sam is my Dad’s dog and Ginger belongs to my Grandma.

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Ginger was born  in 2009 and they met in early 2010.  They spent time together in the desert when Dad went down for the winters and on the beach in Puget Sound when Grandma and Ginger came up during the summers.

In 2014 my uncle passed away and his dog, Asta, joined the pack.

Now everyone lives in the Seattle Area. Sam with my dad on Vashon island and Ginger and Asta with me in West Seattle, where they visit Grandma a couple of times a week.

The three of them are as close, possibly closer, than many sets of human friends. When I say to Ginger and Asta “we’re going to see you friend Sam Dog”, they are at the door ready to go (humans are so slow).

All three are mutts. All three came from situations where they weren’t wanted*, but they are cuter than buttons and our human family will never let them go now we’re all together.

I am by both nature and circumstance a loner and sometimes I envy the close friendship between this trio of dogs.

*A bit about the “kids”:

  • Sam (the biggest black one) was adopted from a place where they wanted to breed pure breds from her registered Springer Spaniel mother, but her dad was a good fence jumper and they didn’t want the impure pups.
  • Ginger (the middle sized white one with gingery spots) was obtained by some friends of my grandmother for their grandchild, but the parents said “no way”. So she was going to be sent off if grandma didn’t adopt her.
  • Asta (the small cream colored one) was adopted from Coachella Valley animal shelter by my uncle: she had been found wandering the streets in Palm Springs CA in the summer.

BFF

I don’t usually post pictures of people, but the following is the best Friend picture I’ve ever taken.
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“Aunt” Dot was my grandma’s best friend from their first day at Stottville Elementary School (Upstate New York, near Hudson). Her smile could light up a room and she was dancing until she couldn’t walk. This picture was the last time they saw each other, roughly 86 years after they met. Aunt Dot passed away a couple of months later.

The question is this: is the back story necessary or does the  picture say it all?