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July 7, 2011 Filed Under: Argo the wonder dog, beautiful things, dogs, STELLA

Argo & Stella

So, yesterday, I let the dogs out while I was exercising.  I finished up and was about to go take a shower.  I closed the door to the yard, and made sure I closed the bedroom door, because Argo, when left to his own devices in the bedroom will strip the blankets off the bed (I don’t know why).  I double checked to make sure Stella wasn’t in the bedroom, because I’ve accidentally closed her in there before, and she gets upset about it.

I was just about to turn the water on in the shower when I heard the hollow heaving sound of Argo starting to puke.  I raced to the door and opened it, only to find that Stella had accidentally been locked outside.  Argo didn’t really have to puke.  He was perfectly fine the second I opened the door.  He was just trying to get my attention so I’d let Stella back in.  A 105lb dog starting to heave will always, always get my attention, and Argo uses this to his advantage.

They couldn’t have been apart for more than five minutes, but oh, the celebration they had when they were reunited – prancing around, nibbling and sniffing each other like Stella had just come back from a long, long journey.

I absolutely, completely and totally love the way my dogs love each other.  It’s a beautiful thing to watch their friendship.

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  1. Nicole says

    July 7, 2011 at 3:59 pm

    I have a complicated dog pack. Sydney and Pressly LOVE each other. They have since the minute they met. If anything happens to Pressly Sydney is right there to help and vice versa. Our newest member, Luna is sort of an outsider. Sydney likes her but can be overwhelmed by her. Pressly and Luna really don’t like each other at all, but have found they love trying to race each other from the back door to the grove of trees in our backyard. Its funny they ways they have connected and how they very much want to know what the other is doing even if they aren’t all madly in love. Although 3 dogs can be a bit much, I love watching them interact and I understand my dogs better because of it.

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  2. Cathy says

    July 8, 2011 at 6:16 pm

    I love this post. Thank goodness other people have dog packs! Whenever I have to seperate one of my four for training they act like they haven’t seen each other in forever when I put them back together! I also love how they love each other, and how they love me!

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  3. Moni says

    July 9, 2011 at 10:43 pm

    aww! that is the sweetest thing ever :)

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  4. The Modern Gal says

    July 11, 2011 at 9:10 pm

    That’s really sweet (well, except for the puke part). I’ve loved watching how attached our dogs have become. They don’t puke when separated, but they do become the most pitiful, mopey dogs you’ve ever seen.

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  5. courtney says

    July 12, 2011 at 1:15 am

    Sneaky Argo! I can’t believe he’s figured out that pretending to puke will get your attention! He must be a smart one.

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  6. Rebecca says

    July 25, 2011 at 2:17 pm

    Stella has so much devotion and undying love for Argo. It is so cute.

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  7. Catherine says

    July 25, 2011 at 7:09 pm

    what an adorable story! Argo sounds very protective :’)

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  8. Amy R. says

    July 29, 2011 at 11:03 pm

    aww that’s so sweet. My two dogs totally ignore each other. haha!

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  9. Sara says

    August 3, 2011 at 6:32 pm

    Flipping adorable ♥

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