Dogs Are Unconditional LoveWe got our first Golden Retriever back in the early 90's. Raised her from 6 weeks old and it was one of the best experiences I have ever had. Her name was Jingles, granddaughter of an AKC champion, but we didn't care about that at all. We chose her out of a litter of 10 pups and from day one, we knew that this dog would be so special. Our kids were grown and gone so it was time for a dog to love.
After a few months we noticed she had trouble getting up from a sit or down position so off to the vet we went. Turns out she had dysplasia in both hips. So we had the surgery done on one hip at a time so that she would live longer and not be in pain. I'm so glad we did that. It cost a bloody fortune, but our Jingles was worth it. After the first surgery, we brought a mattress downstairs to sleep with her because she wanted to be with us and tried to climb the stairs.
She was such a good dog! We even trained her how to eat frozen yogurt from a spoon and people would walk by us and think we were nuts to let her eat off our spoons. Who do those people know anyway? Obviously they weren't dog people.
Jingles died at age 9 from intestinal cancer and I miss her every day. I hope wherever you are, Jingles, there's a swimming pool for you. (Swimming was her favorite thing to do).