Jake stayed out of work one day last week because his basset hound Ernie was sick. Seems Ernie had a reaction to the heartworm medication Jake had given him. He wouldn't eat and had a severe rash.
" Dick, if that joker ain't hungry you know he's sick, 'n if he goes outside all he eats is grass" Jake growled over the phone in his usual gruff but caring manner. I told him not to worry about work and do whatever he needed to do for Ernie. Jake loves Ernie.
The next day Jake returned to work, relieved Ernie was better.
I've often said Ernie has it better than a lot of young'uns do. Jake has no kids of his own, though his wife does have a grown daughter. Jake would've made a good dad. Somehow it wasn't in the cards for him to be a father. He's a caring and thoughtful guy. Jake and Dee see to it Ernie gets whatever he wants. They even bring him food back every Saturday when they go to the fish house for supper.
Yesterday Jake said "look here" and held his phone up for me to see a series of pictures showing Ernie looking pitiful, laying in Jake's bed with the covers up to his shoulders. His head was on the pillow and a cool washcloth on his forehead. I shook my head and said "That's one spoiled dog!" Jake smiled and chuckled proudly. "I told ya' he was sick."
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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Love this! I wish I could of seen that photo of Ernie!
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