A Mama’s Dog

Reading Ron Ciancutti’s “Week-Ender” last week about his dog, Lucca, left me — like many readers, I’m sure — tearful. But it also struck a nerve, hit close to home, because we are facing the same dilemma in our family, with our little hero, Bandit. As a puppy, Bandit saved my mother’s life on one occasion and gave her joy and dignity in the last days of her life. My mother, Ada, came to live with us in Georgia in …


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One comment on “A Mama’s Dog

  1. Barb Burkholder on said:

    Made me cry. I think any dog lover can relate to this story. I had a German Shepherd that watched over my Dad when he was dying of cancer. I moved back home after college to help my Mom tend to Dad’s needs. My Mother never allowed us to have dogs, because we had 5 kids in our family. The deal was, if I come home to live, Greta comes with me. Greta loved my Dad and took care of him when he fell out of bed one night. She licked the blood off of his forehead and pulled the blanket off the hospital bed and used herself as his pillow till we found him in the middle of the night. She too barked and when we finally got up, we couldn’t believe her devotion to our Dad. That dog will forever live on as Super Dog Greta!

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