A Boy and His Dog

When Sawyer was in Jr. High he had to do a project for English class.  He had to talk about himself.  Tell the class through inanimate objects a story about who he was.  He chose two things: a basketball pasted with words to describe his character through his eyes and a picture of him with his very own puppy.  The quote on the picture went something like this:

"There comes a time in every young boy's life when he is overcome with puppy love."

 

 

His puppy, Lucy, adored him.  No wonder.  Sawyer and Lucy loved to wrestle and play.  Lucy has always been a jumper and I didn't really like that she constantly wanted to jump up so I would always try to teach her to stay down.  Until I realized that Sawyer would turn right around and tap his upper chest until Lucy reached that spot.  At that point he would take Lucy in his arms and nestle his face into her and tell her what a good puppy she was. 

Today I was thinking about Sawyer and his puppy.  Last week she all but crawled in my lap.  I petted her and started talking about Sawyer.  She actually calmed down right after our little visit.  We talked about how much we miss him and we told each other how sorry we were.  I'm pretty sure that no puppy should ever loose her boy.  Doesn't seem right.  But I'm thankful he knew puppy love.  <3