My Thanks on Thanksgiving

I’m a Lucky Dog, literally!

Kicking things off, early in my life when I was lost or abandoned, I was rescued and responsibly placed.

My health is excellent (Oh yeah, once in a while I chew on rugs which indicates something, but nobody is sure what.  That upsets my system for a while – maybe it helps my case as a Wheaten, because that’s what they’re a little notorious for!)

There’s always enough food on the “table” – even though it’s a rather routine kibble, I’m grateful. (However, I’ve learned I can hold out for some “seasoning” such as chicken or turkey (white meat only please), a scrambled egg, cheddar, parmesan or cottage cheese, etc.)

There’s a roof over my head…several times more roof than I need or prefer, but it works….When I want to get cozy I just go into my cage.  I’m lucky to have so many friends around the neighborhood, both 4 and 2 legged.  My family cares about me and tolerates my few minor shortcomings so well.

In addition to all the “basics” enumerated above, I have what I realize and most dogs would agree is a very nice lifestyle. Some days are spent just lounging around in between my 4 daily walks, always alert to visitors such as my good friend, Nancy, our neighborhood’s postal carrier.

Any mail for me today ?

Every day or two, just about the right frequency, my day includes some serious park time – Crissy Field is my favorite, but we also go up to Alta Plaza now and then.  Then there is the “R & R,” rest and relaxation – sometimes up at the ranch in Sonoma with my peers and sometimes traveling to new or old locations with my guardians.

In early November I visited Jack London's grave and thought about his classic, Call of the Wild. Buck was a distant relative...

We’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving in San Jose as guests of Aunt Rose & Uncle Dan, who I’ve known for 4 years now and who also hosted a very nice Thanksgiving for 10 of us last year.  I’ll be hanging out, just being part of the family and giving lots of licks – if things get a little too slow I’ll try to liven the afternoon up by chasing my peer group member, Tracker, around the yard.  Amidst all the visiting, it’ll be a good day to reflect on what a Lucky Dog I am.

Wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving!

Wally

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About MrWally

I was found in a city park in Southern California without an ID or name and adopted when I was about one. I then moved to San Francisco with my new family who named me Wally. I very much enjoy the parks and beaches. I like all my neighbors and everyone around seems to like me - in fact, many neighbors greet me by name and I'm really friendly with our US Postal Carrier! Occasionally I get to spend weekends at a ranch in Sonoma, and I've already toured much of the western U.S.
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One Response to My Thanks on Thanksgiving

  1. Anna says:

    Hey Wally Happy Thanksgiving!!!! We all miss you a lot but it is clear you have a wonderful forever home! Hugs to your “guardians” for being such great owners.

    XXOO
    The Marzolino’s

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