ClownCausedChaos2
Footballguy
I didn't grow up with dogs and never understood the connection with them. When I met my wife 10 years ago, I was introduced to Marley (named for Bob Marley, not for the movie), her Cardigan Welsh Corgi. We moved in together and got married. I tolerated Marley. We got along fine, I guess. He was a good dog, and I didn't admit that her grew on me.
We had two son and not knowing much about dogs, I worried about how Marley would act around him. Marley immediately took to our son. We had another son and Marley took to him too. Marley grew on me a little more. Our sons became toddlers and Marley played ball with them. Our boys loved Marley. He made them laugh and seemed tireless no matter how long they wanted to play with him. I grew to love Marley for the joy that he brought them.
We lost Marley today at the age of 14. He was a great dog. The best I've ever known. And the only one I have ever loved. RIP Marley.
Thank you all for letting me get that out.
We had two son and not knowing much about dogs, I worried about how Marley would act around him. Marley immediately took to our son. We had another son and Marley took to him too. Marley grew on me a little more. Our sons became toddlers and Marley played ball with them. Our boys loved Marley. He made them laugh and seemed tireless no matter how long they wanted to play with him. I grew to love Marley for the joy that he brought them.
We lost Marley today at the age of 14. He was a great dog. The best I've ever known. And the only one I have ever loved. RIP Marley.
Thank you all for letting me get that out.