It doesn’t happen often, but when it does? Well, my little doggie heart stops. Mom was talking to aunt Morgan about something that happened to her beloved Joey this morning and I’m not kidding you. I literally almost peed standing up. Which I don’t suppose is that big a deal since I (almost always) pee standing up but I digress. 
Apparently dear Joey fainted in a way only dogs can faint. He was foaming at the mouth a little right before it happened and Morgan sprung into action to make sure he was all right. On mom’s insistence, he came to visit a bit today and by all intent and purpose, he seemed fine to me.
But wow. I have on more than one occasion gone as far as to be jealous of the little guy. Sure, I’m only six doggie years old, but Joey’s young, he’s vibrant, and he’s got the spunk I now lack in my increasingly older doggie age.
I saw it today as he played with dear baby Carter. It dwas interesting to me to observe since I believe Carter has figured out I am edefinitely his favorite four-legged pal. He’s gotten expressive enough for me to know this for sure. Yet today, Joey was his favorite. He evlen laughed at (or with) him. He favored him amidst the two of us. He even pulled Joey’s tail (an act I thought was reserved only for me).
All in all, it didn’t take much for me to notice two things. First of all, as scary as things had been with dear Joey earlier today he seemed to make a full (albeit fast and inexplicable) recovery. And second (and most importantly) it was a reminder that sometimes it’s not that easy. My little doggie heart stops to think about what could have happened today. The loss itself would be too much to bear. Yet the possibility of such things is not outside the realm of possibility.
It’s a reminder we all need from time to time, to remember that life is a gift, not a given.
Wiley's Wisdom 
Definitely Life is a gift and it is good to hear Joey is ok. Nice of you to let him play with Carter and watch without jealousy. Carter has you a lot more often and will play more with you. Just imagine when he can join in playing Mrs Prickle in the middle… what fun!
I can’t wait for those days – and I do think they might be coming along soon! Little baby Carter has figured out how to climb up his crib and stand like a grown up! And he’s only 7 months old!
Oh poor Joey, I hope he’ll be okay, and not have any delayed reactions, Wiles. You’re very good at sharing – even your baby brother. That’s love (from the ground up)! 😉
🙂 🙂 🙂 Well said, dear Lyn!
How very true!!
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yes, we always should jeep that in our mind: life is a gift and it’s precious. I hope all is ok with Joey…
Dear Joey is all right now…though we are going to keep an eye on him!
I hope you enjoyed NOT having your tail pulled today, even through the slight jealousy. I hope Joey is OK. Did he go to the vet? Does he need to take medicine?
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Dear Joey does seem to have made a full recovery, though we are all keeping a close eye on him. Thanks for your concern, dear Cupcake!
Wiles