Is it just me?
We moved to this house in June 2009. It is a home that sits on just over an acre that goes slightly downhill.
We have these lovely elderly neighbors, John and Joanne, who live on their own acreage just below our property. They had a sweet, old Golden Retriever doggie named Buddy who would wander around and get lost sometimes. When I would see him in our front yard I would call them to say "he's here" and they would call out "Buddy, come here Buddy," and he would find his way back to them.
Early this year Buddy died. A couple of months later our neighbors on the other side of us came over for dinner. Having large properties in a rolling-hill area makes it so we can see our neighbors homes but don't always get to know them since the distance and terrain make it more difficult to just say "hello." So the other couple have a view of John and Joanne's homestead, but don't know them.
When the other couple was over for dinner we went out onto our deck and as they were looking below at John and Joanne's home they began talking about how they remembered when the elderly couple had gotten a Golden Retriever puppy many years ago and how the puppy barked all the time and that was all they knew about them. The husband said, "I guess that dog is long gone by now..." I broke the news that that puppy had indeed grown old and had recently passed away.
A couple of weeks ago we looked down from our deck and saw that John and Joanne had a new dog. It was another Golden Retriever who looked almost exactly the same as Buddy. If you hadn't known he had died you would have thought it was the same dog.
We congratulated them on their newest family member and they responded that he was not too well trained and tended to wander off.
Last week we heard her talking to the dog and calling him Buddy! Mark and I just looked at each other.
Just a little while ago I heard her calling, "Buddy, come here Buddy!" Soon the new dog came up to her.
Is it just me or is this odd?
We have these lovely elderly neighbors, John and Joanne, who live on their own acreage just below our property. They had a sweet, old Golden Retriever doggie named Buddy who would wander around and get lost sometimes. When I would see him in our front yard I would call them to say "he's here" and they would call out "Buddy, come here Buddy," and he would find his way back to them.
Early this year Buddy died. A couple of months later our neighbors on the other side of us came over for dinner. Having large properties in a rolling-hill area makes it so we can see our neighbors homes but don't always get to know them since the distance and terrain make it more difficult to just say "hello." So the other couple have a view of John and Joanne's homestead, but don't know them.
When the other couple was over for dinner we went out onto our deck and as they were looking below at John and Joanne's home they began talking about how they remembered when the elderly couple had gotten a Golden Retriever puppy many years ago and how the puppy barked all the time and that was all they knew about them. The husband said, "I guess that dog is long gone by now..." I broke the news that that puppy had indeed grown old and had recently passed away.
A couple of weeks ago we looked down from our deck and saw that John and Joanne had a new dog. It was another Golden Retriever who looked almost exactly the same as Buddy. If you hadn't known he had died you would have thought it was the same dog.
We congratulated them on their newest family member and they responded that he was not too well trained and tended to wander off.
Last week we heard her talking to the dog and calling him Buddy! Mark and I just looked at each other.
Just a little while ago I heard her calling, "Buddy, come here Buddy!" Soon the new dog came up to her.
Is it just me or is this odd?