Twelve years ago today, Tweed entered this world and I am ever so grateful that he did. He was born in a rescuer’s home to a cattle herding border collie mama, who found herself in the family way by a sneaky Australian Shepherd foster dog who could climb fences. In other words, his conception was very naughty, and it set the tone for his whole life.
Some dogs you fall in love with instantly. Others grow on you. Tweed has grown on me so much he’s like a second skin, and I couldn’t begin to imagine my world without him.
He’s given me so much over the years. Briggs led us to the sport of agility, but Tweed taught me how to play it. He showed me how important it was to have a sense of humour, and in return he gave me many opportunities to exploit it. The blog may be called Wootube, but Tweed has been the banana peel on the floor of my life.
No matter how undignified the request, Tweed has always been willing to give it a shot.
And he’ll do it with a smile on his face.
Or at least he’ll patiently put up with my nonsense.
a wrasslin’ buddy
He is, most importantly, my very best friend.
For while there have been, and will always be, many dogs in my life
There will only ever be one Tweed.
I used to joke that Tweed was going to live forever, to punish me for something bad I did in a previous life, and probably bark forever too. And the other day we were playing outside and itty bitty light-as-a-feather Spring bumped into barrel-chested solid-as-a-tree Tweed and knocked him over on his face. It took my breath away. I realized that my 12 year old dog was … well, twelve. He’s an old dog now, and time isn’t marching backward. Maybe if I get him a sportscar, and a young boyfriend, we can stop him from aging?
In the meantime, I enjoy every minute I have with him, even the barky ones. Here’s to 12 more years of that noise, Tweedle-dee-dee!
Oh sure, but you yell at ME when I bark?!?!
If you don’t shut up, *I* will do more than yell.
You know, all that noise isn’t helping me hunt the rats under this old dock!
Duh – what’s everybody barking about?
*sigh* I can’t even reminisce without the whole peanut gallery getting involved!
Anyway, since I have to work today, we celebrated yesterday with a long walk around the dykes near Pitt Lake. Then we came home and I let him eat cake!
OM NOM NOM NOM NOM!!!
Happy Twelfth Birthday to the awesomest Baussie in the world!!