Sunday, April 1, 2012

I am going to love him.

When my family decided to get our first pet without gills in the early '90s, my parents called a family meeting to discuss the responsibilities that accompany a new dog. We talked about the investment of time and money that Oreo, our dalmatian (who was just born, so new he was still spotless) would need. We delegated tasks according to each person's particular preference and talent.

Dad was a hard worker. He would scoop Oreo's poop.
Mom noticed what people needed. She would pick up Oreo's food from the Farm Service downtown.
Tala was diligent. She would feed and water Oreo every day.
Someone asked, "What will your job be, Hannah?"

And Hannah answered: "I will love him."


  1. I've got tears in my eyes. Thanks for the story! Annie S.

  2. I love this, Tala! Love and prayers your way today, dear friend! Sarah

  3. I love these memories. Does "Computer Omnipotent" ever delete old Blogs? I hope the computer never deletes old blogs!! Maybe I better write all these down.