Ghibli (Bob's Jo Bob…whelped 05-10-95... adopted 07-18-98…crossed over 11-25-02) Ghibli was the sweetest and most gentle soul. The day we adopted him, I knew he was meant for us. Yes, he was 'profiled', but it was more than that. He leaned against my leg with a heavy sigh, and it just felt right .…'You are my person. Please love me.' As we became more comfortable with him and he with us, he would meet and hold a gaze with those gorgeous eyes and you felt truly connected. He had a quiet presence that put an end to backyard rowdiness with one 'WOOF' and, when he stood in that 'certain way' (head and ears erect, eyes focused on forever and the sun catching the gold highlights of his coat), he was the center of the Universe.
A couple of years ago, I asked an animal communicator to speak with him. Although a day does not go by in which I do not hear myself speaking his name when it's time for 'out'…. or when it's time for treats….or hesitate just a split second, waiting for him to come in from the darkness after 'last out' before bedtime, it comforts me even now to know he appreciated being accepted as he was, enjoyed the sound of his name, enjoyed his 'alone time' to 'ponder and dream and think' and felt truly happy and safe here.