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Listener Stories

Miczka & Beasely

These are my two dogs,Miczka (the little one) that some moron dumped behind a gas station near Dallas, and Beasely, who was abandoned near my home in Ft. Worth. He’s upset because we are re-locating to Taxachusetts soon (due to family obligations). He knows we’ll be surrounded by drones.

Thank you for your show and your book!

Sheila from TX

Lucky

Lucky was an English Bulldog who was 10 years old. On 6/19/09 my wife and I had to say goodbye. He was deaf, blind and cancerous. He was a funny little boy who always made us laugh. His nick name was \”Sunnyface\”We miss and love him Greatly.

Lucky from VA

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Dunhill

My Friend (Dog) Dunhill

In May 2002, my wife, Karen, came home with some news. We had said goodbye to our Cindy who was so full of cancer. I wasn’t sure I wanted another dog. But with this news I was ready to check it out.

Someone had an 8 year old English Springer Spaniel. I wasn’t at all familiar with the breed. We went over to the house. The owner had died and a lady named Ginger, a friend of the family had him flown here to California all the way from New Jersey. His name was Dunhill (pretty classy) and he couldn’t stop moving except momentarily for a biscuit. We took him home with Ginger’s approval.

I learned right away that Dunhill was a headstrong boy. I even got myself bit by mishandling him (my fault entirely.) But from then on we grew to be the best of friends.

We hadn’t had a dog in the house before but Dunhill soon persuaded us to make an exception for him. He first slept in the hallway but later on would sleep in our bedroom. He took naps with me on the bed. He taught us about counter surfing. He took over a chair by the front door to watch for us. He decided on his territory from fence to creek. If he saw a dog on the other side of the creek, out he’d go trying to look all big and bad. Don’t come over here. This is where I live! (more…)

Harley

I have had several dogs as pets/family in my life so far. I have loved them all. The most heart breaking loss of a dog came when my Harley died a couple of years ago. He was a loving and talented animal and always at my side. The reason I miss him more than the others is that he died from the poison pet food from China.
He left us at the young age of six years. All my dogs live well into their teens.
I miss him very much.
I understand how you miss Sprite.

Sonia from TX

Lucky

Just one of our 3 Yorkies. Lucky, who when one day old, got his name after he started breathing again on the way to the vets office. We don’t know how long he had been without oxygen. But here he is hard at work.
Brett from CA
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Inspiration

I’m a grown adult who does NOT know how to “paste” anything. It’s not going to stop me from writting you.
I’m 1/2 way through your book. I’ve had it for almost two years. I read the Intro. and just put the book down. I’m soon to be 11 yrs. Clean and Sober, which is some of the reason I put it down. I knew I had to be in the correct place in my life to be able to read and digest the very personal words to come. Thank you for not
disappointing me! I have two stories I’d like to have you read. I’m sure you get that often, but these are personal stories only a Sober heart could write. I’ve dreamed of being a writer and thought that you may be a good place to start. If it helps any…I, too, am from Cheltenham. In fact the I found my first cat in the storm drain across from Elkins Park Jr. High. Near Dr. Lutsky’s home.

Nancy from DE