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Friday September 10,2010

Leaving Little Behind

by Jim Balthazor

Over the next couple of weeks I will be off to California, with the family to see some relatives and take in some of the sights. We will be staying with a beloved Aunt. Our Aunt Barbara is a wonderful woman who has gone through the experience of child loss. It is very easy staying with her she has gone through. She lost her adult daughter some years ago. It is peaceful and calm-ing staying there and her pet Boston Terriers are cute and spoiled, they're great.

We were wanting to bring our pet, Little, but he has been very, what should I say, obnoxious here the last few times we were around other people. We thought a couple of weeks with my parents might have a calming affect. So I took him home. It is about a two hour trip from here and all the way down he acted like something was going on. When I got home it didn't take long before he got the sense that I was going to leave him. My mother was holding him and she was having a hard time keeping him from jumping on me from her shoulder. I had to leave right away so as not to upset him more. I really was having a hard time leaving him. He has become quite the center of attention for all of us. My wife, Cindy, and my daughter, Teryn were feeling the pain of him not being around last night.

I must say Little is spoiled. He has been Toto in our high school's production of the Wizard of Oz and has been featured in the paper way more times than any other dog in the community. He loves to be near us and has become very pro-tective. We were very wishy washy about what to do, take him with us, or leave him here. Of course leave him here won out figuring there was no way in hell he would be able to handle being in the same room with Aunt Barbara's Boston terriers. We were hoping and praying that Little wouldn't become more neurotic because of our decision. The vet had informed us, after we got him, that us leaving for school for so long was causing him anxiety and Little was losing his hair because of it. It has only been since we are on vacation from school,this summer, that his hair has started to grow back. We were thinking, Heaven help us when we go to pick him up and he has lost all his hair.

Well, I called my father tonight and he said the dog was eating a lot and what should he do about feeding him because he didn't want to feed him too much. Well, that was nice because when the dog is with us he seems to fast every other day. Sometimes we are afraid he might starve. He is a very picky eater with us. We try all the time to feed him and