Greg and I had Emmet’s name picked out before we even met him. The summer before we went to college, a letter arrived via snail mail (ouch!) to let us each know that we would be living in Emmet Dorm as first-year students at UVa. I met Greg one fateful Friday night while my friend Kara and I were gallivanting through the dorm with face masks on (crazy, I know!). Did I make a good first impression? The jury’s still out on that one, but luckily for me, Greg took a liking to me! Our friendship grew over that first year and blossomed into a relationship starting in our second year. We often thank the UVa “Housing Gods” for placing us both in Emmet.
Emmet is a 7.5 year old Lab Mix with a heart of gold. He was brought into the SPCA in a laundry basket with his nine siblings and we met him for the first time when he was 9 weeks old. We saw little puppy Emmet in his crate and as we began to walk past, he whimpered a sad, little puppy cry. That was it. We fell in love and we adopted him that day.
Emmet is his registered name with the vet or kennel. At some point though, Emmet acquired a middle name: James. Perhaps it was when he was in his adolescent stage and decided that tearing the couch and pulling the stuffing out of the whole arm of the couch was a great way to spend a Friday night while your parents weren’t home. Maybe it was the time that he proudly secured a dead rat in his mouth and was not going to drop it for all of the treats available in Petsmart. A slipcover for the couch and a lot of hand washing later, we love our Emmet James just the same!
If you happen to say the words “play,” “ball,” or “fetch,” when he is around, you better make sure that you have the next twenty minutes carved out of your day to throw tennis balls for him to fetch. We trained him to sit, stay, give one paw and then the other. However, the day I thought it would be a good idea to teach him to roll over didn’t work out so well. Many paws to the face and pouncing from puppy Emmet forced me to throw in the towel on that trick!
These days, Emmet is much more calm and sleeps about 20 hours a day. He prefers to sleep on the King-sized Tempurpedic mattress but if we are able to coax him out of our bedroom, he will join you on the couch or lay on his papasan cushion turned dog bed. He is patient with Caroline, especially as she learns that petting is supposed to be gentle and not resemble a drumming exercise.
Emmet is a good dog and he will forever be our first baby. We love you, Emmet James.