After years of family lobbying for a dog, Peter Zheutlin finally gives in to his wife and sons. Searching the Labs4Rescue website, he can't resist a 3-year-old Yellow Lab-Golden Retriever mix named Albie.
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My resistance, steadfast for nearly twenty years, finally succumbed the other day, much like a chunk of a glacier calved into the sea. It started to yield a few weeks ago when our friends Ann Marie and Dave asked if we could take care of Reilly, their Black Lab, for the weekend.
Reilly arrived, his signature red kerchief around his neck, with a bag of food, a box of treats and a very comfortable, but well-worn, bed. Labs are known for their high energy, but Reilly is very mellow; he has the slightly aloof but genial temperament and disposition of Alistair Cooke who for years hosted Masterpiece Theater on PBS. I felt like I was going to have to prove myself worthy of being his host, not the other way around.
So, for two days Reilly occasionally chased a tennis ball (sometimes I had the feeling he’d rather be playing Bridge), watched with a pitiful look on his face at every morsel of food I put in my mouth, and walked leisurely around the lake at Wellesley College where my wife Judy and I took him to see if he might be interested in applying.