When Ben passed away in October, I was left going through thousands and thousands of photos of him and, in the process, one of the very telling parts of his personality was expressed again and again … and that was the constance of his tongue. It found it’s way into both hearts … and almost any mouth he got near.
Yes, Ben was a French-kisser extraorindaire ….
But he was such a happy dog. Truly, looking at him and his tongue, he expressed so much of who he was and his personality. What wasn’t there to love?
Yes, he had a long long tongue — which is why he could so devilishly snake it into unsuspecting mouths. It certainly came out every time we played ….
… but oh how it came out when dinner was coming or food was near by …. Some might say it gave him life. It certainly gave me life.
But he was a character and so his tongue didn’t always behave for the pictures the way I expected. It is those ‘outtakes’ that have recently brought me incredible joy in remembering his craziness and his love.
Oh, how I miss that tongue ….
All text and images © Dale Schierbeck
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