Not exactly related to military service, but ...
We had a Pit/Australian Shepherd we raised from a pup. Buddy was a great watch dog and we loved him dearly. One night, while we slept, he either got out or someone took him. It was difficult to believe as he would've had to go over an 8' wall in order to get out.
We looked everywhere for him with no results.
One does not realize how attached we get to an animal until they're gone.
Our son's girlfriend raises Pomeranians. She had a little of four, three girls and a boy. My wife fell in love with one of the girls but sadly discovered just how allergic she was to them. We sadly had to give them up.
Then another son stopped by one day with the most precious little dog we'd ever seen. A miniature Chihuahua, she weighs between 2 and 3 pounds and fits in the palms of my hand. We laughingly say she has the ears of a mule [fuzzy], the neck of a giraffe, and the tail of a mouse. She was 4 months old and the previous owner had a little boy who didn't know how to care for a pet.
In the past 2+ months, out little Pixie has become a part of our lives. She greets us in the morning, whines when we leave her home along, and lets us know how happy she is to see us with a tail wagging como loco. [She is, after all, a little Mexican! And she has become bi-lingual as we speak both English and Spanish to her.]
We'll be going to Mazatlan in November and she's going with us. We have a great hotel apartment where they accept dogs and we know we can take her with us wherever we go. Just wish I had a picture to upload.
Anyhow, we're thankful every day for her presence.
Has a dog effected your life? Tell me about it.