Please humor me today as I pay a small tribute to one of the sweetest, most loyal fellas a girl could have.
Last Sunday I said goodbye to my sweet Simon. The first moment I picked him up ~12 years ago, he practically suctioned-cupped himself to my neck. My then husband looked over, shook his head, and said, “That’s the one, isn’t it?” There was no doubt this was going to be the 3rd addition to our dog family. We had no business getting a 3rd dog. Plus he had already said.. “no more cocker spaniels!” We pretended to scrutinize his bloodline carefully to prevent getting a dog with on-going health issues.. like we had a clue. We determined there was no inbreeding (ha!) and “Simon” now officially had a home.
Oh boy.. the fella we deemed to have no inbreeding turned out to be what was finally dubbed a “genetic cluster..” And I would not take him any other way!
He never really took to toys but when he tried, it looked like this..
This was the only dog I ever owned that had a micro-chip and it is the only dog I ever owned that never needed one. It was never too difficult to find him since he was usually right up my butt. Lol 🙂
He was allergic to grass, cotton, chicken, peanut butter.. I could go on and on. But really is it necessary? Cotton??.. Grass??.. Seriously?! This presented no challenges whatsoever.. Haha! Ironically, before I knew better, he would get his allergy meds in peanut butter.
I have no idea what went on in that little head of his.. So many times, I would pet his head and it would be burning hot. The joke.. “Oh, Simon must be thinking!”
Simon was an avid book lover:
Paper.. Oh, Happy Day if paper was around! His favorite? Clothes tags. Which made us a good pair.. I would shop and he would gladly take off the tags. Yep.. I have handed over a chewed tag when I returned something.
Nothing beats the time I came home to this though. Because, my friends.. those were divorce papers. This totally beats “the dog ate my homework”.
He tee pee’d me!!
Simon worked! White collar and blue collar! How is that for multiple skill-sets??
And he loved coffee.. maybe even needed coffee some days!
No dog rocked a mohawk quite like Simon!
Cleanliness was important to Simon..
Simon had to break a girl’s heart once..
It wasn’t long before Simon was on to the next. Several days a week he would go to daycare. Although there were many cuties there, he was totally taken with Sara. I feel so incredibly lucky that Simon loved Sara as much as he did! She would pick him up in the mornings and he anxiously awaited her arrival everyday. He was totally on point and if I said a peep, he would jump up and run downstairs. At one point I couldn’t even make eye contact with him or he was down the stairs.
Watching him one Sunday, I sent Sara a picture and said, “I don’t know how to break the news to him that it is Sunday.”
Simon had very little experience with stairs and, as all things Simon, he had his own unique style! I am so glad to be able to capture at least one of these masterful maneuvers.
I loved this boy. He was a perfect example of an imperfect chaotic mess coming together perfectly!!