As I have said before, I have had dogs almost literally all my life. Dad got my first one for me in 1940 just before I could walk. It was a little Rat Terrier he got at the Pound. That little guy really took ownership of me, so when my Uncle came into our area from the farm with a team of horses pulling a trailer with a Plow, Disk and Harrow to workup my Dad's garden, he came over to the blanket on the lawn where I was sitting to pick me up and that little guy really lit into that "stranger". After him I have had a continuous succession of dogs except during a period in the Navy in the 1950's and when I was in college. Currently I have two, a Havanese and a full sized Labradoodle. At night when I go to bed I say beddy-by they rush ahead of me upstairs and the little guy goes into his kennel on a big folded blanket and the girl (Labradoodle) lays down on a pad in front of the kennel all next to my bed. A few times she wanted to jump on the bed and lay next to me and with her constant moving thru the night it kept waking me up so I scolded her and she stayed on her bed. Next she would jump up on my bed in the morning and kept her distance but once even licked my face one time when the alarm clock went off  when I wasn't hearing it. I wasn't too happy to get my faced washed. She sometimes would be pointing away from me sleeping and her big tail would be slapping down on me or it would be swishing back and forth so vigorously that I would not need the ceiling fan. I am hearing challenged but normally I hear my alarm clock, but this morning for a change I was sleeping pretty hard and I guess laying on my best ear and wasn't hearing the alarm so I gradually woke feeling the bed vibrating and realized her big paw was slapping repeatedly on the bed and I was hearing the loud whop whop. She never ceases to surprise me.

As I have said before, I have had dogs almost literally all my life. Dad got my first one for me in 1940 just before I could walk. It was a little Rat Terrier he got at the Pound. That little guy really took ownership of me, so when my Uncle came into our area from the farm with a team of horses pulling a trailer with a Plow, Disk and Harrow to workup my Dad's garden, he came over to the blanket on the lawn where I was sitting to pick me up and that little guy really lit into that "stranger". After him I have had a continuous succession of dogs except during a period in the Navy in the 1950's and when I was in college. Currently I have two, a Havanese and a full sized Labradoodle. At night when I go to bed I say beddy-by they rush ahead of me upstairs and the little guy goes into his kennel on a big folded blanket and the girl (Labradoodle) lays down on a pad in front of the kennel all next to my bed. A few times she wanted to jump on the bed and lay next to me and with her constant moving thru the night it kept waking me up so I scolded her and she stayed on her bed. Next she would jump up on my bed in the morning and kept her distance but once even licked my face one time when the alarm clock went off  when I wasn't hearing it. I wasn't too happy to get my faced washed. She sometimes would be pointing away from me sleeping and her big tail would be slapping down on me or it would be swishing back and forth so vigorously that I would not need the ceiling fan. I am hearing challenged but normally I hear my alarm clock, but this morning for a change I was sleeping pretty hard and I guess laying on my best ear and wasn't hearing the alarm so I gradually woke feeling the bed vibrating and realized her big paw was slapping repeatedly on the bed and I was hearing the loud whop whop. She never ceases to surprise me.

Yeah. I agree and so has all the dogs I have ever had. We hear man's best friend when young. Then hopefully we experience it. I know I have and many I know have. Have you read about Ivey's dog? He posted it a longtime ago. You can go find it but it's really good. Mike Ivey should be an Outdoors Sportsman Writer. Really GOOD honest stuff he writes.

Awesome pictures. Thank You for sharing. We had a Boston Terrier that was a great traveler. It loved boating. Jeeping..Quad. It would sit up behind me and lean etc never once fell off quad. I dragged the softball fields when my daughter was in Softball Ginger the Boston Terrier rode on quad and loved every bit of it. I really don't like goodbyes wit animals or people I love. She was a really neat dog that is missed a whole lot by everyone in my family.