Achilles, also known as Chili dog, looking very thoughtful.

Achilles, also known as Chili dog, looking very thoughtful.

I have lost track of the exact date I adopted Achilles. It is enough to say that right about ten years ago today, I brought him home.
He helped me get through: letting go of beloved Corndog; keeping sensitive Stella busy and at work; my frequent travelling to see Faye; selling my house then moving to Canada; travelling on two long road trips.And a great deal more.
Chili dog has always been steady and reliable. Perhaps not always the best ambassador from his kind to his kind, yet always a most excellent ambassador from his kind to our kind.
I’ve been blessed to own Achilles.


Good boy, now I will get down on the ground.

Nono, stay.


OK, we will work on this another time.

Several times each travel day, Achilles came up to look around for a few minutes.

Good dogs Achilles and Stella, enjoying a good spring day.

Achilles, dozing on a sunny late winter (effectively spring) day. I adopted Achilles nearly nine years ago and did not expect to still have this good boy. We are still graced with his presence and each day he is here is a gift. I’m deeply grateful.
EDITED TO ADD: I adopted Achilles almost ten years ago. That’s how the years have flown by!

Achilles, taking his ease on the day bed. Unlike Stella and foster dog Charlie he spends a good amount of time inside on his own.
