Mum, Dad, my brother Michael: everyone in the family got more affection from our ridgeback-staffie cross. And guess whose bed she used to poo on…
I think the tone was set when Ella threw up over me on the way back from the Dogs Trust. She was three months old, rolling around on the back seat between me and my twin brother, Michael (we’d just turned seven), and wasn’t enjoying her first trip in a car. She could have been sick anywhere – over the seat, over the floor – but for some reason she decided to climb on to me first.
It was the start of a beautiful but strangely one-sided friendship. Ella, a ridgeback-staffie cross, was the perfect dog: playful, energetic, naughty and tolerant. She would let us poke and prod her without complaint, turn her ears inside-out or dress her up in T-shirts or the thick woollen poncho my Greek Cypriot grandma knitted her for the British winter. And she was endlessly loving, at least to the other members of the family. Me? Too often it was as if I didn’t exist. If Michael and I were sitting on the sofa, she’d bound up to him. If I came home after a day out with my dad, he was the one she’d jump at. If I tried to take her for a walk by myself, she’d drag her feet and insist that I fetch my brother.
To add insult to injury, about once a year she would do a poo in the house. Not just anywhere, though: she’d climb the stairs to my room and leave it in a neat pile on top of my bed.
I can’t pretend I wasn’t offended by Ella’s attitude – I loved her just as much as anyone. But it took me a while to realise that in her eyes we were both bitches fighting for our place in the pack. I read that dogs are 98.8% wolf, even yappy little chihuahuas. Ella was a definite she-wolf and my mother (she who opened the tin of dog food every night) was the undisputed alpha female. Ella could handle that fact, but she didn’t want to be the omega female. That was me.
Working out the reasons for Ella’s lack of sisterhood, understanding that her indifference was atavistic and not just casual, didn’t make me any less jealous of my brother, who always took great pleasure in the fact that Ella seemed to prefer him. But I resigned myself to the situation. And then one day (happy ending, anyone?) everything changed. I must have been 16 or 17, we’d been away for a fortnight in France, and when we got back it was me she ran up to first, whining and twisting with pleasure at seeing me again. After that it was like all those years of competition had never happened. We were best friends for ever, or at least for the couple of years she had left. Ella finally loved me.
Title: Heartwarming Scene of a 2-Year-Old and his Faithful Canine Friends Awaiting His Mother’s Return by the Fence Goes Viral.
Every day in a peaceful suburb, a touching spectacle unfolded that quickly became the darling of a steadily expanding online audience. A pair of loyal four-legged friends and a 2-year-old boy would converge excitedly by the wrought-iron fence in their front yard, their eyes dancing with anticipation as they awaited a very special moment: the arrival of their cherished mother after a tiring day at work.
From the moment he was born, the little boy had developed an unbreakable connection with his two furry companions. They were more than just household pets; they were his ever-faithful playmates and trusted confidants. The Golden Retriever and Border Collie duo showed nothing but endless love and loyalty to their young companion, spending their days exploring, playing, and sharing moments of pure happiness.
One thing that really caught my attention was the daily routine of waiting for Mom. It happened every afternoon when the sun started to set. The three of them would head to the front yard and gather around the iron fence. You could feel the excitement in their hearts, as their tails were wagging non-stop in anticipation of seeing Mom.
As Mom’s return time drew near, the boy’s face would light up with excitement and he’d exclaim “Mommy’s coming home!” The dogs seemed to understand everything and would join in with their barks, adding to the joyful noise. Even passersby couldn’t help but smile at the heartwarming scene. This lovely daily tradition quickly gained popularity online as videos and photos of the trio eagerly waiting for Mom began to circulate on social media. The little boy’s contagious enthusiasm and the dogs’ unwavering loyalty touched the hearts of thousands of viewers from all over the world. Comment sections were flooded with admiration for the loving bond shared between the 2-year-old boy and his furry companions, with many commending the family for creating such a close-knit and joyous environment for their child.
The sight of a mother coming home to a warm welcome from her son and dogs is a heartwarming reminder of the simple yet profound joys life has to offer amidst a busy world. This story exemplifies the beauty of the bond between humans and animals, highlighting the power of family ties. It has left a lasting impression on the internet community, prompting us to cherish the precious moments that make our lives truly special.
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