I asked him how many he thought she might have, and he said probably four puppies. I told him that my two daughters might want one. He promised to bring them around to get the pick of the litter.
So the time came when we had the opportunity to pick out that newest member of our family. We got the pretty one, and also the runt that seemed to not want anything to do with the other pups. We named them Tony and Tina, and we were one happy family having Tina for 11 years and Tony for 13.
Tina had a heart attack, and Tony was crippled up with arthritis and lonesome for Tina. We have not had any pets since then, as it really hurt to lose those dogs. Each one was about as much a member of the family as I was. They gave us a lot of joy. Although it was costly to keep them up to date on shots and medical care, we have never regretted having them.
When I was dismissed from the hospital and going home after 23 days, I walked into our house and all I could hear was the barking and wailing of those two dogs, who were in another room with the door closed.
My wife helped me into bed, as I still needed some bed rest, and asked me if I was ready to see Tony and Tina. I told her that I was. They jumped up on my bed and huddled in close to me. There they stayed the rest of that day.
Those poodles were glad to see me, and I was glad to see them. Pets are like that. They give their lives to us.
• Ray “Uncle Ray” Day is a weekly contributor to the Kokomo Tribune. Contact him at email@example.com.