Brian Gibbons helped take care of Gus in the weeks after he was born. Gus was the runt of the litter and his sisters pushed him around, Brian said, often pushing him off of the soft bedding. Brian and Gus wrestled and played together and bonded, Gus was so excited to see him, and you could see Brian is a pure and committed dog lover.
Gus’s breeder, Robin, came over to see Gus also, she is a bit shy so I didn’t take her photo. She said she considers all of her dogs her “family,” and I have seen that love.
They stayed for an hour or so, we talked dog and Boston Terriers and the hard tasks of conscientious breeding. We went outside and I showed Robin and Brian Red herding sheep. He was impressive, even though he is virtually blind in one eye now.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Gus so excited as when he saw Brian, he climbed all over his head and licked every inch of his face.
Thank you so much for sharing Gus with us through your blog. And thank you even more for being so honest in your struggle to cope with his illness. I believe anyone who has had to face hard decisions about life and death appreciates, and has learned from, the honesty in your posts. I know I have. I believe I know where this is going, but whether I am right or wrong doesn’t matter at all. What matters is that you have found the courage to write your truth, even knowing that there are those who don’t understand or agree and won’t hesitate to let you know. But by doing so, you are giving the rest of the courage to tell our stories and speak our truths, and honestly, there is no greater gift than that. Peace to you and Maria, and to sweet little Gus.
Thanks Ann, a very beautiful message..