Charlie: A Love Story

July 4th, 2012 kimbacaffeinate UC 9 Comments

4th Jul
Today I am hosting a stop on the Tribute Books Blog Tour of 
Charlie a Love Story by author Barbara Lampert.
It’s a touching true life tale of a special dog and its owner. 
I will be sharing the book synopsis with you and
Barbara is here to talk about her pets.
Grab a cup of joe and give her a warm welcome!

Thank you for having me on your site and for suggesting this wonderful topic! I would love to tell you about my pets, most of whom were and are dogs, although I also had two great Maine Coon cats. And most of my dogs have been Golden Retrievers. I have a thing for Goldens – I just adore them. Although actually I adore all dogs, every single one. Dogs are my passion. Since infancy, I’m told.

Here are the dogs I’ve had and have:
My first dog was Simon, a Cairn Terrier mix. He had such an unusual personality – very bright, but quite standoffish and independent. Picked and chose who he would be friendly with, and there weren’t many people who were honored with his attention.  As an example of how bright he was, when I was a flight attendant and had to be away for two to three days at a time, he was able to stay in our (his and my) apartment, pace himself with his food, use only a certain area to go to the bathroom, and never bark. Brilliant! He’d been a Christmas present, and I did not want to give him up. So he and I just figured it out. He would hold a little grudge when I would return from a trip, but he’d soon get over it. Unusual guy.
My first Golden was Mandy, a reddish blond with an exuberant personality, who never sat still, loved and was friendly with everyone, was brilliant, housebroken in a minute, and loved to chase squirrels.
Then there was Arthur, our Afghan. Goofy and elegant, that’s the only way to describe him. Arthur was gorgeous – cream-and-black fur, soul-searching eyes. He primped regularly on “his” sofa, was independent beyond words, and never became totally housebroken. I do think that this unbreakable behavior was his attempt to make sure that everyone knew it was his house. Smart as a whip, as long as the situation involved him. And absolutely adored Mandy.
Next came Charlie, my second Golden and the star of my book, Charlie: A Love Story. Nirvana right from the beginning. I think he had me laughing starting when he was a puppy. He was just a funny being. Ever so earnest, and big. I think at thirteen weeks he weighed something like forty pounds, and for most of his life he was at least one hundred pounds. A big, gentle soul, a big, generous spirit, and connected with me right from the beginning. Though he loved playing with Mandy. She taught him how to dig.
And then from the streets of Los Angeles came Sabrina. A beautiful Sheltie that my husband David rescued. Without a qualm, she marched into our house with our three big dogs and figured out how to get along, was never intimidated, was in fact truly fearless, and had more chutzpa than any being I’ve known.
Barney, another Golden that I rescued (I found him crossing four lanes of traffic on Pacific Coast Highway!), knew exactly what to do when he came to our house. I didn’t want another dog when I found him. As a matter of fact, I looked for a home for him for about a week. But the longer Barney was with us, the more I wanted to keep him. After being with him for that week and looking diligently for a home for him, there was none that was good enough, and so he stayed.  He was so smart and so socially appropriate, and he took the concept of friendly to a new height. Everyone – dogs, cats, children, in fact almost every child in the nearby elementary school looked forward to seeing him – everyone adored Barney. He made friends with a local policeman, who, to this day, still looks out for our house and who has become a wonderful friend of our family. We call him “Barney’s cop.”
Our fourth Golden Retriever, who lives with us now, is Harry. Harry is a very handsome, classic-looking Golden, though he’s a little smaller than most, which is just fine with me.  I call him “Happy Harry” – he’s the happiest dog I’ve ever known. Except that, from when I got him at nine weeks until he was about four years old, he was a maniac.  I actually thought he was a sociopath. He didn’t listen – inside the house or out – and didn’t care to, just followed his nose, the best sense of smell I’ve ever known. Now, fortunately, Harry listens quite well around the house. But outside there’s still a little issue, though he’s a lot better than he was. I’m sure that will straighten out eventually. Or not! I’ll love him no matter what.
Like most Goldens, Harry loves to play, and what he loves the most is to play ball. His favorite game is when he drops the ball for me to throw and then runs away from it around some plants and trees, so I can’t see him and he can’t see where the ball goes. I throw the ball, he hears it land, and only then comes running from wherever he is. He looks diligently for it, tail wagging the whole time he’s looking, almost always finding it, and then comes running back to me to start the whole routine over again. It’s the cutest thing the way he runs away, doesn’t see where I throw it, and then has the best time searching. His enthusiasm is contagious. I find that after this particular ball game I seem to be as happy as he is. And I almost forgot to tell you: as near as I can tell, according to Harry, this game could go on forever, and that might not be long enough!
The instincts involved in this particular ball game, which Harry invented, may be similar to those for which his breed was developed: searching for a game bird after it’s been shot, then after finding it carrying it carefully back to the hunter in that soft Retriever mouth. The eagerness I see in Harry as he comes bounding back to me during this game is so much greater than in the other games we play, and I think that’s because of how much he loves the search.
There’s a lot of deliberation going on in our house right now about getting another dog. It looks like we’re getting closer. Yes, another dog would be wonderful, not just for me but mostly for Harry. I believe most dogs love to be with other dogs, need the company of their own kind. It seems like fairly soon Harry will have a friend. Here’s hoping.
If I could, I’d have ten dogs, or more. I love them all so much – their pure energy, their loyalty, their unconditional love, their joyous natures, and everything else about them. I’ll always have at least one dog by my side.
On my website there’s a page where you can see pictures of all my dogs.  The link to that page is:
Thank you again!~Barbara

  Thanks Barbara your dogs sound wonderful. Below you will find the synopsis of her memoir and information on how to get a copy: 

Charlie: A Love Story
by Barbara Lampert
Publisher: Langdon Street Press
Publication date: January 16, 2012
Genre: Non-fiction

Tells of the beautiful love between Charlie, a Golden Retriever, and the author, Barbara Lampert. It takes place in Malibu, California. When Charlie turned eleven years old and started having some health problems, a journal Barbara was keeping about her garden quickly became mostly about Charlie. Charlie: A Love Story is an intimate look at an incredible connection between a canine and a human. And as a psychotherapist who specializes in relationships, Barbara brings that sensibility and understanding to Charlie’s story as well. Charlie was Barbara’s loyal confidante and best friend. He was indomitable, had a zest for life and an uncanny emotional intelligence. Charlie: A Love Story is about devotion, joy, loss, and renewal, about never giving up or giving in. But mostly it’s about an extraordinary dog and an extraordinary relationship.

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9 Responses to “Charlie: A Love Story”

  1. Barbara Lampert

    That was so good of you to think of your dog’s happiness first. I know that must have been very difficult to give him up. You sound like a perfect dog owner! Any dog would be lucky to be with you!

  2. Nick

    Eeep ! Barbara has had tons of pets !
    I’ve only had one doggie when I used to live in a house with a garden, but I remember loving him to bits. I had to give him up when I moved to an apartment because I didn’t want to restrict his movements. I cried my eyes out that day. 🙁
    He was a lot of fun. I’ve decided that when I’m financially stable I’m getting myself a dog. 😀

  3. Barbara Lampert

    Thank you for posting me on your site and for your wonderful words surrounding my post!

    Happy reading to all!

  4. Tribute Books

    Kimba, thanks a million for hosting Barbara today. I know many dog/book lovers will enjoy reading the post about her nonfiction memoir.

    • Barbara Lampert

      I’m so glad you enjoyed hearing about my dogs and cats! They are the best companions!
      My best to you,

  5. Christy

    Aw, my grandparents have a Goldie, and at age 10 he’s like a big ‘ol loveable kid.

    • Barbara Lampert

      Hi Christy,
      He sounds wonderful! Just like a true Golden!