Today i am remembering one of my dear dogs, The Scoobster.
the BIGGEST of them all. weighing in at a whopping 175 pounds.
yes, there is a "1" before that "75."
he indeed is bigger than you.
but no, you can not ride him!
he never liked that much.
Today he went to Heaven with all my other babies.
There he will be with Brownie, Thunder, and my Gracie Grace.
Today i remember his goofyness. his sillyness.
his size and how he took up the entire bed,
often times leaving me with only the most corner of corners of a full size bed.
i remember his stinkiness! [will i really miss it? i wanna say yes because i am going to miss him so much...but am i being honest to say i will miss his stank?]
i remember cleaning his ears and how he'd stand there so patiently while i stick a q-tip in there! and sometimes i would hit a spot that made me kick his leg! hah
i remember the day we first met him and he walked off the couch and right towards me and my mom.
and he had floppy ears! oh, how i was so glad he had floppy ears instead of the mean looking ones!
speaking of mean, i remember how mean he was to my Gracie Grace! being the grouch that he was, hogging the bed from his sister.
i remember how he'd lay on the bed, front paws crossed and squeak away at his "baby" as we called it.
what a baby he was!
i remember how how i would always call him "so handsome."
i remember his long nose that i loved to kiss.
i remember his silly trot and his little jump he'd do every time he entered the porch but before he'd run upstairs.
i remember his spots that he liked me to rub on his chest.
i remember how i didn't like him to be on my bed anymore because of how much he did indeed smell,
but out of my love for him, there were some days i just got right past the smell and let him lay with me.
i remember how he'd stinkin be a slob and rub his face/mouth all over me right after he ate!
where did he learn his [lack of] manners?!
i remember how he'd just place his head right on the table as we'd eat and it's be SO annoying.
i remember how sometimes he had such a small piece of food for his ginormous mouth that sometimes he couldn't find it in there.
or how he couldn't shut his mouth all the way sometimes without biting his extra skin.
i remember how all the kids would walk by the fence in awe of the sight before their eyes!
i remember how he'd paw at my door to get in my room every morning of the summer once my parents had left for work.
and how after a few kicks at my door and me not getting up to let him in,
he'd walk into my parents room, turn around, and storm, full-force with a loud kick at my door.
it cracked me up, his determination.
and i remember how every morning i'd hate having to get out of my comfy, non-smelly bed,
and have to get into bed with all the dogs in my parents room.
cause apparently they are babies and can't sleep on their own.
i remember his eyes.
i remember his jumps when you'd throw food in the air.
i remember his craziness as a person would enter the house:
he'd let you love all over him, petting him like crazy...
until you motioned toward the door and then he wanted to attack you.
he had issues! haha
i remember the screams of my aunt and little cousins as they always asked "is Scooby in the room?!?!?" they were pretty afraid of him.
i remember the days i'd hear a door slightly open to then a door SLAM shut with a scream.
what happened?
oh the normal- Jess of Gretchan were trying to leave their house so they open the door as they normally do and then who do they find to a surprise?! Scooby standing there wanting to eat them!
well not really. they think so. but i think he just got mad that they didn't like him.
i remember how he gobbled down all of his food within 37 seconds. no lie.
well yes, just a little exaggeration.
i remember the excitement of getting a Great Dane and the joy it brought to me.
and the excitement of showing him off to everyone.
bragging about him always.
and even going straight to Jess's to ask her if she wanted to see our "new puppy."
mind you, Scooby was already about 3 or 4 years old when we first got him so he was by no means puppy size!
imagine the surprise it was to them?
i remember his stinkin slobber that i'd run from!
and the times i'd get so mad that he got it on me.
but then other times i'd find something to wipe it off for him.
i remember [disgustingly] wiping his but when apparently he was unaware that he still had some hanging when he entered the house. who wants poop on their bed? i sure don't!
i think i could go on and on.
oh! and i remember when he bit, yes bit! my brother in the you-know-where,
all just protecting his father who he loved.
but mostly, i just remember my dear Scooby and how i have loved him so.
and will continue to always.
i love him and will always remember my big and goofy Great Dane.
i feel like i will always have a story to share about you.
you were always so great to cuddle with and were a great pillow
{unlike Lightning who the second you lean on her she gets up!}
thanks for loving us.
glad to have given you a home for these past few years.
and don't you worry...we would have never given you back to that old lady!
love you Scoob,
you sis
V
the BIGGEST of them all. weighing in at a whopping 175 pounds.
yes, there is a "1" before that "75."
he indeed is bigger than you.
but no, you can not ride him!
he never liked that much.
Today he went to Heaven with all my other babies.
There he will be with Brownie, Thunder, and my Gracie Grace.
Today i remember his goofyness. his sillyness.
his size and how he took up the entire bed,
often times leaving me with only the most corner of corners of a full size bed.
i remember his stinkiness! [will i really miss it? i wanna say yes because i am going to miss him so much...but am i being honest to say i will miss his stank?]
i remember cleaning his ears and how he'd stand there so patiently while i stick a q-tip in there! and sometimes i would hit a spot that made me kick his leg! hah
i remember the day we first met him and he walked off the couch and right towards me and my mom.
and he had floppy ears! oh, how i was so glad he had floppy ears instead of the mean looking ones!
speaking of mean, i remember how mean he was to my Gracie Grace! being the grouch that he was, hogging the bed from his sister.
i remember how he'd lay on the bed, front paws crossed and squeak away at his "baby" as we called it.
what a baby he was!
i remember how how i would always call him "so handsome."
i remember his long nose that i loved to kiss.
i remember his silly trot and his little jump he'd do every time he entered the porch but before he'd run upstairs.
i remember his spots that he liked me to rub on his chest.
i remember how i didn't like him to be on my bed anymore because of how much he did indeed smell,
but out of my love for him, there were some days i just got right past the smell and let him lay with me.
i remember how he'd stinkin be a slob and rub his face/mouth all over me right after he ate!
where did he learn his [lack of] manners?!
i remember how he'd just place his head right on the table as we'd eat and it's be SO annoying.
i remember how sometimes he had such a small piece of food for his ginormous mouth that sometimes he couldn't find it in there.
or how he couldn't shut his mouth all the way sometimes without biting his extra skin.
i remember how all the kids would walk by the fence in awe of the sight before their eyes!
i remember how he'd paw at my door to get in my room every morning of the summer once my parents had left for work.
and how after a few kicks at my door and me not getting up to let him in,
he'd walk into my parents room, turn around, and storm, full-force with a loud kick at my door.
it cracked me up, his determination.
and i remember how every morning i'd hate having to get out of my comfy, non-smelly bed,
and have to get into bed with all the dogs in my parents room.
cause apparently they are babies and can't sleep on their own.
i remember his eyes.
i remember his jumps when you'd throw food in the air.
i remember his craziness as a person would enter the house:
he'd let you love all over him, petting him like crazy...
until you motioned toward the door and then he wanted to attack you.
he had issues! haha
i remember the screams of my aunt and little cousins as they always asked "is Scooby in the room?!?!?" they were pretty afraid of him.
i remember the days i'd hear a door slightly open to then a door SLAM shut with a scream.
what happened?
oh the normal- Jess of Gretchan were trying to leave their house so they open the door as they normally do and then who do they find to a surprise?! Scooby standing there wanting to eat them!
well not really. they think so. but i think he just got mad that they didn't like him.
i remember how he gobbled down all of his food within 37 seconds. no lie.
well yes, just a little exaggeration.
i remember the excitement of getting a Great Dane and the joy it brought to me.
and the excitement of showing him off to everyone.
bragging about him always.
and even going straight to Jess's to ask her if she wanted to see our "new puppy."
mind you, Scooby was already about 3 or 4 years old when we first got him so he was by no means puppy size!
imagine the surprise it was to them?
i remember his stinkin slobber that i'd run from!
and the times i'd get so mad that he got it on me.
but then other times i'd find something to wipe it off for him.
i remember [disgustingly] wiping his but when apparently he was unaware that he still had some hanging when he entered the house. who wants poop on their bed? i sure don't!
i think i could go on and on.
oh! and i remember when he bit, yes bit! my brother in the you-know-where,
all just protecting his father who he loved.
but mostly, i just remember my dear Scooby and how i have loved him so.
and will continue to always.
i love him and will always remember my big and goofy Great Dane.
i feel like i will always have a story to share about you.
you were always so great to cuddle with and were a great pillow
{unlike Lightning who the second you lean on her she gets up!}
thanks for loving us.
glad to have given you a home for these past few years.
and don't you worry...we would have never given you back to that old lady!
love you Scoob,
you sis
V
This made nearly break down in tears. So beautiful. I'm sorry about your dog V, but I'm glad you have such fond memories for him.
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