Pets, members of the family, many times you love them more than your family. It’s the unconditional love, inspiration and attention they crave from you and give back even more that draws you in.
Years ago, I ran across Cookie’s web site, I’m mad and I eat. I remember telling someone that I was so excited that I found someone else who was upset, mad and willing to lay down the goodness in food. Time went on and through exchanged comments, emails and meetings and parties and grillings and whatever else it was, we’d found some common ground to have fun on.
It wasn’t until I showed up in person more than a few years ago and my boys paid a visit a few years ago that I got to spend some time with the ‘sprout. The little dude raced from here to there corralling us all, never stopped. Quiet, yet you could see he had intent and direction. Once he was done, he took watch to make sure we didn’t stray, keeping us huddled together. There wasn’t a moment he wasn’t engaged, happy and not being a yappy little dog like most people believe.
I remember the first time I left, after meeting Sprout, I’d have to ask Cookie who he was. Because, if I was going to have the most awesome dog of all time, I wanted that one.
It was too soon little buddy, rest in peace.
Biggles