DOGS

What Was He Thinking?

And why words could be so helpful, if only…

Jill Ebstein
The Haven
Published in
4 min readJun 15, 2024

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Author’s photo of Teddy

I often say, “I get dogs.”

By that, I mean I can intuit their mood, know how to manage them, receive and give back their love, and even help others with a dog they can’t manage well.

But then, sometimes, I run right into the brick wall of confusion. This happened three days ago.

Here’s the backstory and the story itself.

I have a 6-year-old Goldendoodle named Teddy. He is what my husband calls an “overlap dog.” We chose to bring another dog into our family when our 11-year-old Goldendoodle (Nemo) was seeming old and increasingly frail. My smart husband anticipated that adding another dog we could love would help quiet the pain when Nemo went to Doggie Heaven.

Yes, I believe there is such a place as Doggie Heaven, and I hope that when my time comes, the good lord lands me smack in the middle of the pack.

Nemo and Teddy loved life together for three years before Nemo ascended to Doggie Heaven. During that time, Nemo was always the boss, and Teddy was the happy and youthful accompanier wherever Nemo took him.

When Nemo passed, we realized how bereft Teddy was. He was constantly licking my face, which did have a steady stream of…

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Jill Ebstein
The Haven

I’m about dogs, our lovable and peculiar families, business, and writing in a wide lane, including fiction. I’m a positivity washer too. www.jillebstein.com