I watched this movie last night. I am a big Jeff Bridges fan, and if you know me at all, you know that I am also a huge fan of our four legged canine counterparts. The movie was sweet. It was definitely meant to be a heartwarming family flick, which is sometimes just what I need. In the movie there was a scene where Jeff Bridges' old dog has to be put down and of course I cried freely and held on to my own Harvey tightly. Is there a way that I can ensure that Harvey lives forever? He's in his 6th year and as healthy as could be. I am sure that he will be the first dog to live to the ripe old age of 76. Please do not tell me that this is not possible. It has to be.
After the tear soaked scene in the movie, Jeff Bridges moves to a farm house in upstate NY with the trouble maker doggie in the picture. It's there that they understand each other and bond and yada, yada, yada... happiness, obedience and warm and fuzzy feelings follow. It made me want to move to a small farm house in upstate NY with my own dog, and my own NY'er. Damn the jobs and mortgages that hold us here.
Anyways, here's to all the mutt's out there, and to the Dude, who still abides.
