|The Birthday Boy, taken by Amanda Labadie|
Today Tate is 12 years old.
I never thought I would have him this long, he was so sick last September. He came back from that episode and became even better then ever. He has since been to the Canadian National Collie Specialty and won Best Rough Veteran. He is full of spark and is enjoying every second of his life, and I am enjoying every second of his life with him. I don't want it to end, ever. The love I have for him is very deep, everyone loves their dogs , I know, but Tate helped me at a time in my life when my depression was rearing it's ugly head. I had lost Drake a year before, Brad told me I was depressed, that I needed a dog, I thought he was crazy, I didn't want to put my heart out there ever again, but I wrote my breeder. She had bred Tate's mom and the puppies were due in just one week, how was that for timing? I told her I might ber interested in a sable male if she had one.
Fast forward a week, Tate's breeder called and left a message on my answering machine, the litter was born, 5 puppies, 3 sable girls, 2 tri boys. I listened to the message and started to cry. I did not want a tri colour, I disliked the colour, what surprised me is I hadn't realized that I even wanted another dog until I thought I wasn't getting one.
Brad came home and through my tears I told him we weren't getting a puppy, that the boys were tri coloured. He said "so, why can't we get a tri colour?? you can always have a brown one later" Ha ha, so that is how Tate came to be, thank you Brad.
I have always said Tate is perfect, he has never ever done anything wrong, his temperament is absolutely perfect, he is gentle with children, loves all people, loves all animals, he is amazing, I am crying just thinking about how wonderful he is and how much joy he has brought, and is still bringing, into my life
I love you Tater dog, and I hope to love you for many more years , Happy Birthday Old Friend ♥