"Doodles"
2009-2025
With a heavy heart, my sister Marji said goodbye this week to her dear old Dachshund. He was her companion for many years, through thick and thin, filling the house with his big personality.
Dachshunds are well-known for bonding closely with their owners, and when Dad came to live with Marji in 2016, they soon became buddies.
Having grown up on a farm where animals were kept outside, Dad was never a "dog person." That soon changed. I do believe Doodle's winsome (and persistent) ways helped him move on from his sad loss in Colorado and regain his health.
Under Marji's care, Dad started a new life in Las Vegas and we were blessed to have him to the ripe old age of 99.
Also known for their intelligence, the opportunistic little dog soon learned that several Honey Nut Cherrios "accidentally" fell under Dad's chair each morning at breakfast. And at lunch, three mini carrots came down from heaven while Dad was eating his sandwich at the counter. You might ask, who trained who?
Dad loved to read and nap all afternoon in his comfy recliner, and Doodles decided that quiet lap was the best in the house. Doodles was Dad's companion to the very end, keeping watch on his hospice bed.
Everyone loved Doodles! He was always doing something comical! Maya and Nova still talk about him after their visit to Aunt Marji's house long ago.
But life goes on and happily, Marji has still has her sweet-tempered Homer for canine company.
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