Bristol and me

We just saw the movie "Marley and Me" and it turned us into blubbering fools. I swear a sound was about to erupt from me that has only come out of me when I attended my mother-in-law Pat's funeral service. It's just that the movie so mirrored my life with my dog Bristol, from the loss of a baby, the craziness that puppies bring into your life and how attached you get to certain pets as they turn into old and wise pets. I remember my friend Mark calling Bristol, Mr. Einstein, because he had the white muzzle and the sweet good-nature of a very wise old man. Mark was deathly afraid of dogs but never Mr. Bristol. He was such a sweet and at the same time protective dog, attached fiercely to his people. The movie showed how the dog was an important part of the family and it brought back such tender moments for us. Kelly cried too and she's never one to cry in movies. She even wondered if she would cry at Grandma's funeral. When I got home, I had a message from a friend that the movie turned into a blubbering fool too so I knew it touched us pet owners in a special way. I'm lucky now to have a second dog that is as wonderful as Bristol was. Oh, how I go on and on. My family of non-pet owners would be rolling their eyes right now if they were reading this, thinking I was crazy. Sometimes allergies and life keep you away from pets. Kelly asked me as I left tonight, how can some people not ever have a dog in their lives?