Their natural instinct prevails, regardless. He falls, I help him up and he knows I will. I helped his mother Thelma whelp him..why would I do anything else, but help him feel good until the end of his life? He’s my GuyGuy like all my dogs that I love and enjoy every day, in sickness and in health til death do us part?
(In the video, I am out of breath because I had to run after him..)
It is quite obvious that growing old together is the best possible situation. When in 2007, I was contacted by a couple of “older” people..It never even occurred to me that they should/could not have a dog. I since then, found out that there ARE breeders around who refuse to sell people beyond a certain age..I am hallucinating., I thought.
Well, I was not…That is pure discrimination.
It is obvious certain dispositions should be taken so the dog does not end up in a pound or some other horrible issue. When that is arranged up front, then all is settled and you enjoy each other.
Not many Barbets manage to the ripe old ages of 13.5 months of age for GuyGuy and 14.9 for Coccolina. They both are strong willed and seem to be enjoying life.
What else can you ask for? I am blessed with their company each day that God gives us together.
I found out that my dogs’ eye doctor has been since 1995 when I went with my Poodle Pasta! Amazing..I had forgotten!