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Chicken soup for the dog lover's soul : stories of canine companionship, comedy, and courage /

by Canfield, Jack.
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookPublisher: Deerfield Beach, Fla. : Health Communications, c2005Description: xviii, 398 p. : ill. ; 22 cm.ISBN: 0757303315 :.Title notes: $12.95 prolam 1-2006 (db)Subject(s): Dogs -- Anecdotes | Dog owners -- Anecdotes | Human-animal relationships -- Anecdotes
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<p>For thousands of years, dogs have been cherished as devoted companions and exuberant playmates--their unconditional love, limitless affection and unwavering loyalty never fail to melt our hearts. The stories in Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul truly capture the special joy these four-legged creatures bring to our lives and hearts.</p> The family that learns the true meaning of Christmas when their Lab needs medical care during the holidays. The intimidating Doberman who becomes a loving mother to an orphaned duckling. The homeless man whose life is changed when he meets a special dog. The pocket-size assistance dog who dials 9-1-1. <p>The crafty beagle-mix with the munchies who helps himself from the refrigerator . . . and many more unforgettable canine characters.</p> <p>From exciting and entertaining accounts of courage and humor to heartwarming tales of healing and learning, each touching story in this book will inspire dog lovers to rejoice in the unique bond they share with their canine companions.</p>

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<opt> <anon I1="BLANK" I2="BLANK">Patience Rewarded Albert Payson Terhune, the famed dog writer of the 1920s and 1930s who authored the Lassie books, often told this story about his friend Wilson to illustrate the deep love that people and dogs share. It also shows how sometimes what seems to be in the best interest of all concerned may not apply when one of those concerned is a dog. Wilsons dog, Jack, was an energetic, six-year-old collie that would meet him every day at the trolley station when Wilson returned from work. This was a ritual that had begun when Jack was a pup. The dog knew the route to and from the station like the back of his pawand following that route was the highlight of his day. So when Wilson changed jobs and had to move to California, he thought it best to leave Jack on his home turf in Philadelphia with a relative. He explained all this to the dog upon leaving and told him that they both would have to adjust to new homes. But Jack didnt want a new home. He would not stay with the family hed been left with. He returned to Wilsons old house, even though it was boarded up, and there he passed his solitary days beside an abandoned chair beneath the portico. But every evening, tail wagging, he trotted off to the trolley station. For as long as Jack had been in the world, Wilson had always taken the same trolley home from work, and Jack had been there to greet him. But evening after evening, there was no sign of the devoted dogs master. Confused and sad, he would return alone to the deserted house. The dogs depression grew. He refused the food left for him, and as the days passed, he became thinner and thinner, his ribs noticeable even through his thick blond coat. But every evening, ever hopeful, hed go to the station to meet the trolley. And every evening, hed return to the porch more despondent than before. No one knows why Jacks new family didnt contact Wilson, but Jacks deteriorating condition did not go unnoticed. A friend who lived nearby was so upset by it that he took it upon himself to send a telegram to Wilson in California, informing him of the dogs situation. That was all it took. Wilson bought a return train ticket immediately; he knew what he had to do. Upon arriving in Philadelphia, he waited several hours just so that he could take the same trolley that he always did when coming home. When it arrived at the station, sure enough, there was Jack, waiting and watching as the passengers got off. Looking and hoping. And then suddenly there he was, his beloved owner. His master had returned at last! Jacks world was whole once moreand so was Wilsons. Wilson later told Terhune, Jack was sobbing almost like a child might sob. He was shivering all over as if he had a chill. And I? Well, I blew my nose and did a lot of fast winking. Wilson took his devoted dog, Jack, back to California with him. They were never separated again. -Hester Mundis (c)2005. All rights reserved. Reprinted from Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul. No part of t Excerpted from Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul: Stories of Canine Companionship, Comedy and Courage by Mark Victor Hansen, Carol Kline, Amy D. Shojai, Marty Becker, Jack Canfield All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.</anon> </opt>

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