Tuesday, March 31, 2009

What's it Like to Get a Grand-Dog Close to Sixty?


I have to tell you. For years and years I've been a "cat " person. I currently own three cats and I love them dearly. However, having a dog in the family has been an experience I would never want to miss. My son and son-in-law, Chris and Tom, decided to become dog owners about four years ago. I wasn't sure what they would come home with but they called and said they had an "American Bulldog" named Chai. I didn't know what an American Bulldog was, but I was anxious to meet Chai. I understand her Aunt Kelly named her Chai because the ring around her eye is the color of chai tea. It is a unique name and she has grown into it. Everyone in Baltimore knows Chai.


Maybe it is because she is the store mascot sitting in the front window of Pretentious Pooch on Cathedral Street, maybe because she is chief stick player at the Baltimore parks, or chief squirrel hunter at the therapy pool. Or maybe it is just because she is a big, lovable puppy-baby.


Chai attends Good Doggie Daycare a couple times of week and I'll bet she is a real hit there. I can watch her on-line from work on what I call the "Grammie Cam" and it seems like she is an alpha dog ... always requiring attention. Surprise! Surprise!
Yes, I still love my cats and will write about them later. I'm sure you will see lots of references to Chai in the coming Blogs. But look at that baby picture in her little seat belt. Isn't she just the dearest little thing you've ever seen.


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