dogdaze

One of my first toy fox terrier babies, Bo, was one unique dog. He never acted like a dog. I guess he thought he was our little human baby. We treated him like our baby.

When he was a young pup, I loved to dress him in cool hats, jackets or T-shirts and then take him to work with me. Everyone at my job loved Bo. Whenever he walked in, it was like a movie star was gracing the place. Bo loved all the attention too.

When I worked late at night, I always had my little protector with me. He was 8 pounds of cuteness!

I would pack his lunch too, and he always made sure he got it on time. I would pack his lunch in a brown paper sack and he would lie on his blanket and watch it until it was time to eat. Of course, other people at work would save some of their food for Bo, so he never really got hungry. He just got spoiled.

As the years went by and my Little Bo Man got older, he still loved going to the office with me. He would follow me around just like a little kid. He was my hero, my shadow.

During football season he would wear hoodies in the colors of the local teams. He also had a lot of Dallas Cowboys T-shirts, jerseys, etc.

Bo caught a lot of grief one Sunday night when the Dallas Cowboys were playing on television because he wore a Denver Broncos colored hoodie to work with me. I was hoping no one would notice it, but they did. When a coworker asked my why “Bo” wasn’t rooting for the Boys, I replied, “Bo always roots for the Cowboys, but his mom hasn’t done laundry this week.”

It’s been five years since my Bo died and I still miss him very much. I’ve had many dogs through the years, but none as unique and cool as him.

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