Those feels. Sorry for the long post.. They told me the big black Lab' s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, joykill, a
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Those feels

 
Those feels. Sorry for the long post.. They told me the big black Lab' s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, joykill, a

Sorry for the long post.

They told me the big black Lab' s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying
in his pen. The shelter was clean, joykill, and the people really friendly- I' d
only been in the area tor six months, but everywhere I went in the small
college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you
pass them on the street.
But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life
here, and I thought a dog couldn' t hurt. Give me someone to talk to. and I
had just seen Reggie' s advertisement on the local news. The shelter said
they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who
had come down to see didn' t look like "Lab people," whatever that
meant. They must' thought I did.
But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life
here, and I thought a dog couldn' t hurt. Give me someone to talk to. and I
had just seen Reggie' s advertisement on the local news- The shelter said
they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who
had come down to see didn' t look like "Lab people," whatever that
meant- They must' thought I did.
But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie
and hitchings. which consisted seadog pad, bag ofthis almost all of
which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes and a sealed letter from his
previous owner.
See, Reggie and I didn' t really hit it off when we got home. We struggled
tor two weeks [which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to
his new home). Maybe it was the tact that I was trying to adjust, too.
Maybe we were too much alike.
I saw the sealed envelope. I had completely forgotten about that. "Okay,
Reggie," I said out loud, ''let' s see if your previous owner has any advice."
To whomever Gets My Dog:
Well, I can' t say that I' m happy you' re reading this, a letter I told the shelter
could only be opened by Reggie' s new owner. I' m not even happy writing it.
He knew something was different.
So let he tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you ohho with
him and he with you.
First, he loves tennis balls. The more the merrier. Sometimes I think he' s
part squirrel, the way he hoards there He usually always has two in his
mouth, and he tries to get a third in there. Hasn' t done it yet. Doesn' t
matter where you throw them, he' ll bound after them, so be careful. Don' t
do it by any roads.
Next, / Reggie knows the obvious ones -"sit," "stay," "come,"
heel."
He knows hand signals, too: He knows ''ball'' and "food" and "bone" and
treat" like nobody' s business-
Feeding schedule: twice a day, regular stuff: the shelter has
the brand.
He' s up on his shots. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the yet. Good luck
getting him in the car. I don' t know how he knows when it' s time to go to the
vet, but he knows-
Finally, give him some time. It' s only been Reggie and me tor his whole life-
He' s gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car
Mes if you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn' t bark or
complain. Hearst loves to be around people, and me most especially.
and that' s why I need to share one more bit of into with name' s
not Reggie. He' s a smart dog, he' ll get used to it and will respond to it, of
that I have no doubt. But Ijust couldn' t bear to give them his real name.
But if someone is reading this ___ well it means that his new owner should
know his real name. His real name is "Tank." Because, that is what I drive-
I told the shelter that they couldn' t make "Reggie" available tor adoption
until they received word from my company commander- You see, my
parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could' left Tank with .. and
it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq, that
they make one phone call to the shelter _.. in the "event" ___ to tell them
that Tank could be put up tor adoption- Luckily, my co is a , too.
and he knew where my platoon was headed- He said he' d do it personally.
and if you' re reading this, then he made good on his word-
Tank has been my family tor the last six years, almost as long as the Army
has been my family. and now I hope and pray that you make him part of
your family, too, and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way
loved me.
If I have to give up Tank to keep those terrible people from coming to the
US I am glad to have done so- He is my example of service and of love. I
hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades-
All right, that' s enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter
off at the shelter. Maybe I' ll peek in on him and see it he finally got that
third tennis ball in his mouth.
Good luck with Tania Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss
goodnight - every night - from me.
Thank you,
Paul Mallory
I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure, I had heard
Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me. Local
kid. killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver
Star when he gave his life to save three buddies- Flags had been at halt-
mast all summer-
I leaned fooli. rard in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at
the on
Hey, Tank," I said quietly.
The dog' s head whipped up, his ears cocked and his eyes bright.
G' mere boy-"
He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He sat
in front of he, his head tilted, searching tor the name he hadn' t heard in
months. "Tank," I whispered-
His tail Sal'. I' ished.
I kept whispering his name. over and over, and each time. his ears
lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of
contentment just seemed to flood him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his
shoulders, buried my
face into his scruff and hugged him.
It' s me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to rate." Tank
reached up and licked my cheek.
So whaddaya say we play some ball?" His ears perked again.
Yeah? Ball? YOU like that? Ball?"
Tank tore from my hands and disappeared into the next room. and when
he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth-"
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User avatar #12 - boeka (04/28/2012) [-]
Incredible. Amazing. Three balls. Feels. So many feels.
User avatar #117 to #12 - kermheat (04/28/2012) [-]
3 balls, he must get all the bitches
#162 - whiteyswag (04/28/2012) [-]
I'll just leave this here...
#33 - pulpunderground ONLINE (04/28/2012) [-]
#161 - zombiesurfer (04/28/2012) [-]
i broke at "maybe I'll sneak in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth" and then when I thought it was over, you had to get me with the bittersweet "And when he came back, he had 3 tennis balls in his mouth". Many feels were felt tonight. I'm going to go hug my dog now.
#63 - demonicfeline (04/28/2012) [-]
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User avatar #31 - batmanisdabest (04/28/2012) [-]
Biggest feel I have ever felt from this site.
#79 - zreaper (04/28/2012) [-]
dat feel....
#157 - trandhal (04/28/2012) [-]
Godammit man... my heart feels like it's gonna rip apart
#133 - NickReydonJones (04/28/2012) [-]
soon as i read that part, i knew.

**** just got real.
User avatar #169 to #133 - lighterthanair (04/28/2012) [-]
Feces just got tangible.
#129 - anon (04/28/2012) [-]
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#152 - deathbyspoons (04/28/2012) [-]
feels...feels as far as the eye can see.
#149 - dickbuttus (04/28/2012) [-]
that.. was the most beautiful thing i have ever read.. you deserve infinite thumbs cause you gave me infinite feels
#107 - anon (04/28/2012) [-]
Made it half way and broke down, awesome
#87 - anon (04/28/2012) [-]
I know I'm an Anon and all...but I started crying after I read this. Thanks for posting this Funnyjunk. I come here for a laugh every once in a while when things get tough...but a few tears isn't always bad either.
#77 - latinotornado (04/28/2012) [-]
If you have a dog,post his or her with their name and share the love

My dog Pal,10 years old
#159 to #77 - whiteyswag (04/28/2012) [-]
The Golden Retriever in the left is my boy Flash. He found us when I was in 7th grade. One day he just showed up on my porch and decided not to leave. I recently found out my mom even tried to find his real owner and even tried to scare him away because our family couldn't really take care of a big dog because we were about to move. But after a week or so of him just sitting on our porch, he became mine. I love this dog like a family member.

Oh yea, the cowdog on the right is Tuco...he's a little **** sometimes

tl;dr? I LOVE MAH PUPPIEZ


#179 to #77 - anon (04/28/2012) [-]
My boy Sokrates, looking forward to many great years with him. He is a boxer, just turned 10 weeks
#180 to #77 - baconutella (04/28/2012) [-]
Koda, 8 month old Newfoundland. He can be a little **** at times, but I love him.
#182 to #180 - baconutella (04/28/2012) [-]
Phoenix, ginger 2 year old English Mastiff. She is retarded, and weighs about 50 stone so she sometimes breaks your back without realising. In this picture she is on the laptop
#90 to #77 - durrsevenbob (04/28/2012) [-]
Holly, my two year old golden retriever. She can be retarded sometimes, but I love her...only pic I have of her, when we were playing in the snow at 2 AM.
#96 to #77 - prettygreeneyes (04/28/2012) [-]
This is my dog Toby, he is 14 years old and he is my best friend, ill always love and appreciate him for all the times he has cheered me up :)

he likes socks.
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#137 to #77 - ost (04/28/2012) [-]
Aston, 3 years old boxer. (No i'm not trolling, this is really my dog)
#186 to #77 - notafunnyguy (04/28/2012) [-]
me and my bestfriend.

his name's Sarge. purebred german shepherd.

he's about 7 years old. Dad surprised me with him, came home one day to see this guy laying downstairs, timid as all hell. he wouldnt make eye contact. but he would bat a ball back with his big, awkward fuzzy paws.

Sarge was the alpha of the pack, the biggest dog in the litter. he went from timid and awkward to strong and mighty. he's a trained police canine unit, he works along side my dad in the force.

once, when i was about 13-14 ( im 18 now) some local bullies came to my yard while i was out playing pokemon on the deck. and they started pushing and shovin me around. sarge somehow must have heard, because he broke down the door of his cage and came charging out. he sent both of them to the hospital.

later turned out the two kids had knives, and sarge saved my life. thanks to a couple cameras my dad had around the house, the whole video was shown to a court when they tried to sue ME for their wounds. their case was dismissed, and the judge ruled sarge's acts were justified, and thank god they didnt put him down over it.

anyway, this is getting kind of long. but it made me tear up a bit . so, cheers to all you guys and your bestfriends. i know i sure as hell love mine.
#145 to #77 - atdiaztwoone (04/28/2012) [-]
I don't have a picture of my dog anymore, it's my biggest regret.

HIs name was Bo, we got him when he was a 2 year old golden retriever and I was just a kid then. His owner had to move to a Chicago apartment and couldn't keep him, so he wanted to give him to a good family. He was great, it was me and my two siblings and my parents at the time.

Just a few years ago, my parents got divorced, and it was hard on everyone, especially Bo. He missed my daddy, and ever since he moved out, Bo's health slowly deteriorated. It was terrible to watch, but we had to put him down. I had only seen my dad cry two times, and one of them was the day Bo left us. Too many feels, such an amazing dog.
User avatar #86 to #77 - tls (04/28/2012) [-]
I don't have a picture of my dogs, but I have their names, looks, and age.

These are the dogs that have passed on in my lifetime:
Jackie: Black and white Border Collie, 16 years old.
Jessica: Black with a single patch of white fur on her chest, 18 years old. We even did physical therapy in our hot tub to teach her to walk again after a spinal cord injury.
Happy: Black and white, blind and deaf Cocker Spaniel, 17 years old.

And lastly there's the one we have now, Cinder: grey and white miniature poodle, he is 15 years old right now.
#83 to #77 - expiredgore (04/28/2012) [-]
Russell, 2 year old chocolate lab. He is literally my best friend.

and inb4 "why is he in a bee costume?"

He happens to love his bee costume :)
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