What a little bundle of joy this little guy turned out to be. The spitting image of his mother, Gordie.
I know, I know, Porkie is a strange name for a little fellow, but somehow he ended up with it, because when he
ate, he would make these noises, that, yes, sounded just like a little pig. So, he ended up stuck with the
nickname.
Porkie has been with me since he took is first breath. He was a so funny when he was a puppy. A very unique
personality for sure. Kind of a little man with an attitude from the beginning. As he has aged, he has mellowed
but still wants everyone to know, you are allowed to come into my domain because I have allowed it!! Then he
settles down and ignores you.
When my husband and I got our divorce, I worried about him with the sudden change in his life, moving, not having things the way he was used to. But to my amazement, he adjusted perfectly. He put on a little weight, and actually started having fun. He would chase my granddaughter around the house, he really hates it when you run. He thinks he has to stop you. She has finally won him over and he loves being with her. He is still a little cautious with my youngest grandson. He is still too young, and makes way too many fast moves. But he's coming around with him too.
Porkie is starting to show his age now. He has had a few rough weeks with his legs and hips. As all our friends do as the years add up. He bounces back though, he must just not be ready for the "rocking chair" yet. I'm so grateful everyday to have him here with me. He is so sweet. He really wants to make you happy. But you can still see that "attitude". He wants to make you believe still that its only because he decided on his own, not because you asked.
He has totally devoted himself to my husband. I worried when they first met if he would accept him or not. I
had told my husband, now when you first meet this dog, be patient. He takes a little while to get used to you.
Of course, Porkie proved me wrong. He barked
viciously when my husband first came in. Then after a minute, that
was over and the bond began. Its unbreakable now. He follows my husband everywhere. And I do mean everywhere.
Porkie just adores him. And the feeling is mutual. Its so sweet.
We know we don't have too long left with this little man. So, everyday is a blessing. Porkie is starting to have all the old age signs. He has trouble seeing. You can tell if the lighting isn't just right, he has that lost look. But his nose still works great! He just smells his way where he wants to go. And I'm not sure its hard of hearing or selective hearing. But regardless, he hears what he wants to!!
So for now, we just enjoy each day. Love him and try and make his life as happy as we can. Its the golden years. They are supposed to be fun and relaxing. And they are.
As we knew and dreaded, the time came to let Porkie go and be with his friends. His time on earth is gone. He fought so hard to stay here with us. But each day it became harder for him. He was suffering from congestive heart failure and it finally took its toll.
There are no words to say how much he is missed. I loved this little man so much. He has been in my life for 16 years and its just hard to let go. But you just have to do it and know that at last he can see again and run without pain to those old legs. This is the comfort line and knowing that he had a happy life and was so loved by many.
Porkie, I miss you so much. And I will always love you.
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