J’s Big Wheel was his favorite when he was a kid. We are going to have to find one when we have a kid. I remember having one but I don’t remember loving it the way J describes he did. I keep thinking we will run across one when we hit old junk and antique stores but we don’t. I haven’t tried Ebay….hmm…..
Rowdy and I are missing Max today. Rowdy really started “looking” for him this morning while I was getting ready for work. J is taking him swimming this afternoon out at his grandparents’ with his dad, Dakota dog, and his sister, Mindy so he will be in hog heaven with his mind on catching the plastic duck first and making it back to the shore for another jump.
And in the back of my mind I know Max is at his own pond somewhere except now he can run and jump in the water and play like old times.
Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
~Agnes Sligh Turnbull