I wondered how Simba would be when his beloved Rocky and Jax passed away and we got not one, but two new dogs. One as a 8 week old puppy and one as a 5 month old puppy. Simba didn't blink. I don't think he liked them at first, but he broke them and taught them who was boss just like he did with Rocky and Jax. Even as an old man, he still had "it".
Wherever the dogs and I were...so was Simba. He was always right in the middle of things and usually under your feet. (Again, he thought he was a dog!)
Simba always appreciated a good box of any kind and would happily break it in for you!
And, when the dogs got new dog beds for Christmas, he didn't think that left him out of anything. After all, wasn't he just one of the dogs too? He just made it his own and would share if the mood hit him.
My heart has hurt all day and there is an empty place in this house today as we all mourn the loss of our Simba boy. There will never be a replacement. Never.
October 13, 1996 to March 30, 2011