bedlam66
04-05-2007, 12:49 PM
I'm new to this site, not sure of how this all works. I lost my 12yr 8mnth old shar-pei, Hooch. I went away for 2 nights, he went to sleep, in his bed and never woke. My son was with him, I was in a hotel. He was a very lazy, in the background boy. Never pushed himself onto you, always waited to be invited. Loved him very much. Shed many a tear on him over the years. Miss him like i never thought possible. Wish he had waited for me to get back. Wanted to share this. Thank you
Would like to tell you about Hooch. Hooch loved his walks, as long as it wasn't wet or muddy! I've never seen a dog tiptoe until i met Hooch. He was never happier than when he had caught a dead rabbit or mole, moles were his particular favorite. He didn't do running, so what ever he hunted had to be already dead but he always behaved as if he had tracked it for hours. Hooch loved his bed and food. He loved cuddles and hated the bath. He loved the stubbly whiskers on a mans chin, he'd nibble gently with his front teeth. He hated having his toenails clipped. He loved the open fire, would almost climb into it. He hated the rain. He loved to have his bed made fresh everyday, would stand looking at it as if it would make itself, it never did, I did! He hated fireworks. Hooch snored!! resounding, you could hear it through the walls. He loves bacon, he hated tablets, even with bacon wrapped round them. He would sulk on our return from a holiday, would greet you then sit on the stairs and turn away from you, just so you realised he was cross at being left behind. He loved putting his wet chin on your lap after a big drink of water. He loved the skin off of a freshly roasted chicken. He hated the cat getting it first! Infact, HE HATED THE CAT!!!!! He loved car trips, he hated my horse. I could go on but i think you get the picture.I hope this gives you an insite into my faithful friend and helps you to understand why i feel so lost without him, even his snoring. Finally he loved us and we love him.
Sleep well my old friend.
Would like to tell you about Hooch. Hooch loved his walks, as long as it wasn't wet or muddy! I've never seen a dog tiptoe until i met Hooch. He was never happier than when he had caught a dead rabbit or mole, moles were his particular favorite. He didn't do running, so what ever he hunted had to be already dead but he always behaved as if he had tracked it for hours. Hooch loved his bed and food. He loved cuddles and hated the bath. He loved the stubbly whiskers on a mans chin, he'd nibble gently with his front teeth. He hated having his toenails clipped. He loved the open fire, would almost climb into it. He hated the rain. He loved to have his bed made fresh everyday, would stand looking at it as if it would make itself, it never did, I did! He hated fireworks. Hooch snored!! resounding, you could hear it through the walls. He loves bacon, he hated tablets, even with bacon wrapped round them. He would sulk on our return from a holiday, would greet you then sit on the stairs and turn away from you, just so you realised he was cross at being left behind. He loved putting his wet chin on your lap after a big drink of water. He loved the skin off of a freshly roasted chicken. He hated the cat getting it first! Infact, HE HATED THE CAT!!!!! He loved car trips, he hated my horse. I could go on but i think you get the picture.I hope this gives you an insite into my faithful friend and helps you to understand why i feel so lost without him, even his snoring. Finally he loved us and we love him.
Sleep well my old friend.