Why do we bond with some things, some creatures, some people? How does this happen? Is it in the serving, the trusting, the unconditional love? Is there bonds so great that there is firm assurance that one would never hurt the other?
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| Tandin & Roxee's bond |
When T.J. and I picked up Roxee she had been neglected and abused. She was 18 months old and very sick. She had little to no trust. She stayed hidden in the closet most of the time. Then came Dozer, bounding in at 10 weeks old, the two of them were the same size... for about a week. I suppose dogs have a language of their own and even though Dozer grew the first year outweighing her by 7 times, they rolled and wrestled often. Roxee's entire head would be lightly clenched in Dozer's mouth after the incessant nipping he took on the face from her. Ahhh, Bonding at its best.
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| "Roxee, where you goin' now?" |
We diapered her.
And we pet her when she begged.
We laughed at how she waited for summers to come.
And I bonded with her.
One year ago on May 21, T.J.'s home caught on fire and we lost two of our family members, Roxee and Dozer. They bonded with us... and they helped us bond together as a family.
Our TwoYeawhoo's will be forever missed and never forgotten...
...I was wishing i had the little sausage dog breathing in my face tonight...
