| Bosley Born July 20, 1997 was just 10 hours old when we picked him out of a litter of 6. We brought him home at the tender (too young) age of 6 weeks. We noticed immediately that he did not like his crate at all. Cried all the time and it seemed as if nothing made him happy except when he was in someone's arms. When he was around 3 months old we figured out why. He needed to be near you or see you at all times because he was deaf. We took him to a specialist 80 miles away to have the BAER test performed and our beliefs became reality. I talked to Bosley the whole car ride home, telling him that everything was okay...that his mommy and daddy loved him no matter what and he was our baby. Now that we knew he was deaf, we had to figure out other ways to train him as training had not been going well. We were going to teach him sign language. When we got home, I put his leash and hung a bell on the door knob at the front door. When I would take him to the door to go outside, I crawled on my hands and knees over to the door knob and then with my teeth, grabbed the leash and pulled it down. That would ring the bell (so we would know he was at the door if we could not see him) and I would open the door and motioned to go outside. Before letting Bosley go, I put the leash on him and then we walked outside together. Each time we would go through these steps, after I pulled the leash down, I would grab his paw and make him tough the leash and put it towards his mouth. This took about 2 or 3 weeks of constant repetition and he finally caught on! The first time he went to the door and pulled his leash off the door know by himself I was in tears. Called hubby to come quick...stood there in tears and Bosley just sat there with the leash dropped down at his feet looking at us as if to say "what's wrong with you, isn't this what you wanted me to do"? Bosley learned sign language quite well and could sit, shake, down, rollover and come...all by signing. He was a big boy, approx 30 pounds but solid as steel. He had many knick names, Wiggle Butt, Waddles, Big Boy, PiggyButt and of course .... Bozman. He was such a wonderful delight to know and we were so fortunate to have had him in our lives. |
| Bosley traded his cowboy hat for a pair of angel's wings and his journey with us ended on April 3, 2008. My husband, Bogey, Dr. Susan and I sat on a blanket outside under a big ole shade tree, Bosley cradled against my chest. There was not a cloud in the beautiful blue Arizona sky when Bosley crossed over the rainbow's bridge. It was a day of feeling numb, dizzy, heavy hearts shattered and eyes that cried a river. We can only hope now that Bosley's head does not hurt anymore from the pressure of the tumor, that his eye sight is restored, that his body is free from sores, that he can breath freely again, that he can hear for the first time and that his heart feels the love that we have for him and always will. Helen Keller said: "What we once enjoyed we can never loose, all that we love deeply becomes a part of us." If this is true, Bosley is embedded in our souls and we will be together always. |
| We know that Bosley will be waiting for us at the Rainbow's Bridge ... |
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| BOSLEY July 20, 1997 - April 3, 2008 |
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