The dog was a beautiful albino, with white-as-snow, soft-as-silk fur pleasant to touch. I thought he was as beautiful as a dog can be, and he liked to be patted, wagging his stubby tail in response.
“You keep him very clean,” I said to his owner. She smiled, saying his fur is naturally soft. I asked, “He does everything based on his sense of smell?”
She said he also had other senses that worked for him, like feeling vibrations in the floor, and she added that he could tell when she was thinking about him. She said that all she had to do was think that it was time for him to go out or be fed, and he’d react.
We didn’t discuss whether that was due to ESP or whether canines’ incredible sense of smell, perhaps further enhanced in this dog, might detect small changes in his owner that give him information.
There is little else to say except that this story is about kindness, not giving up on a life, and love — a woman’s love for animals. I can’t get that dog out of my mind and don’t want to.
Bill Dalton writes an occasional column for the Andover Townsman. He can be reached at email@example.com.