Georgie Hated Everyone... Except Mom and Me....

by Missy
(Williston, ND)

My little Rat-dog

My little Rat-dog

Georgie was my little Rat-dog. If any of you remember that cartoon from a few years back called Cat-dog, then you know the song to it. Anyhow, I would sing it to Georgie but instead of Cat-dog I called him my Rat-dog.

Georgie was mom's dog. He didn't like anyone but mom until I came into their life. Georgie was my buddy. We stayed with mom for awhile in NY when we first moved out east. He slept with mom at night but when she got up in the morning, he would come running out into the living room and hop onto the futon with me and cuddle up in bed with me.

Now anyone else in the family I told this to, could not believe it, because like I said, Georgie did not like anyone but mom until I came along. Georgie let me pick him up, carry him around, put sunglasses on him and take stupid pictures of him with a cell phone at his ear while wearing the shades. He let me put hats on him too.

Georgie was already a pretty old little guy before I came into the family so he was a little crotchety - to everyone else besides mom and me, that is. At Christmas that year he let me put ribbons on his head.

I Love my little Rat-dog. He was my buddy. Yesterday mom called me and told me Georgie had died during the night. We both cried for a long time over the phone with each other, and after we hung up, I cried some more. It tore my heart out knowing the little guy was gone, but I know it was even harder for mom because she had had him for years. He was like one of her kids.

It does not matter that no one else liked him and that he didn't like anyone else either. That was our Georgie. I know we both feel as though a piece of our heart was taken right along with him. He probably won't be missed by many aside from mom and I, but it doesn't matter. That's our little Rat-dog and we loved him....

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