Dean and Klyde

This is my dad, Dean, and his dog, Klyde. When I lived in Boise I got Klyde as a Christmas present to myself, but was activated a couple of months later (Air Force Reserve). Seeing as I needed to go back to work for a couple of months with hours that were not conducive to having a puppy, I drove Klyde to Ridgecrest so my parents could take care of him for a while. A while has turned into seven years. See what happened was, Dean and Klyde became so attached to each other that I couldn’t possibly break them up.  It just wouldn’t be right.

Dean holds Klyde like this all the time, and Klyde waits by the window so he can see when Dean gets home. Klyde’s handled being bumped out of the number one spot by Roman pretty well, minus stealing food out of Romans hand and getting a wee bit jealous now and then. Never the less they would both walk to the end of the earth for each other. A man and his dog….