I remember the first time I met him. We had just moved in and Duncan (4-1/2 lb. Chihuahua) were out in the garage. I was trying to figure out what box to bring in and unpack next when Duncan went charging down the driveway….did I mention that he thinks he is a Rottweiler in disguise? I looked up and saw this HUGE (100+lb) dog being walked down the road and my little Duncan going full tilt towards him. I must have looked like one of those fish wives screaming my head off for him to come back to me. I think this is the way of most little dogs, they get tunnel vision when faced with a huge dog and can think of nothing else but attacking. My only thought was that I had lost my baby because one chomp from that huge dog and he would be done. When he finally got to the other dog, he was jumping up trying to bite his face and the big dog just sat down and looked at Duncan like he couldn’t figure out what he was. He never once was intimidated with this bouncing snarling thing trying to bite him, he just looked from Duncan to Troy (his owner) and then to me as if to ask “what in the heck was this thing and how do I make it go away?” Never a mean bone in his body.
My husband’s first encounter of this huge dog was in the middle of the night. We had ordered fence panels to be delivered the next day. We forgot to put a stake out in the yard where we wanted them dropped off, so Chad and Dan were out at maybe 3am? putting the stake in the yard when out of the darkness, they hear this snarling dog and see a light colored blur racing towards them. (Don’t tell him I said this, but Chad is afraid of big dogs..
) He was getting ready to run towards the garage when he heard someone laughing hysterically when Troy comes walking over. Of course the dog stopped about a foot away from him and sat waiting to be pet.
Well, that HUGE dog was how we met our new neighbors and his name was Cody. He was one of those dogs that listened to his owner no matter what. I can honestly say I tried luring him out of his yard and over to ours through out the years to no avail, he would never come because he wasn’t supposed to leave the yard. Cody was one of those dogs that wouldn’t hurt a fly. No matter what. He always had kids climbing all over him. when he got sick of it, he would just go lay somewhere else. Katie always loved to lay part way on him or against him. He would run full tilt at you so that you would think he was just going to run you over, but at the last second stop a foot from you.
Every morning about the same time, I would hear one bark to let Sheri know that it was time to come in. I heard a dog bark this morning and thought that it didn’t sound like Cody and then I remembered, Cody is gone. He had a large tumor on the side of his face that was cancerous and he was steadily getting worse until they had to make the painful decision to have him put down. I knew it was coming because they had told me after his surgery that he only had a couple months left, but it still was very hard to hear that the time had come and they had to make that decision.
Cody has been gone for a couple weeks, but I still find myself listening for that one bark in the morning. Our pets when we get them are so lovable and cute and grow into important member of our families. I think sometimes we don’t realize just how much a part of us they become. It has never been easy for me to say goodbye to any of the animals that I have had growing up and I think it is even harder for me to do so now. I know he wasn’t mine, but he sure felt like it sometimes.
It is with a very heavy heart that I say good bye old friend, you will be missed.


