Around our house, we like dogs.
This is Chloe's bedroom wall
My first dog was named Putty. He was a black and white mutt. Then came Blackie, and after that, Tippy, Magi and Mario. All mutts. That's all there was when we were kids. When someone asked what kind of dog you had, you said something like: "She's a cocker, poodle, lab, terrier mix". Translation: Cathy's dog got out and mated with Randy's dog and both of their pedigrees are in question, so, I really have no idea." Seems like dogs roamed the streets more back then.
Sometime after I was married, everyone started getting designer dogs, you know, the one's that have papers (what's up with that? people don't even have papers). While I was distracted by raising a family, regular people, not just the Queen of England, were acquiring pure-bred dogs. On my daily walks I would meet Afghan Hounds, Bernese Mountain Dogs, Leonbergers, Irish Setters, Newfoundlands, and Dalmatians. My favorite, by far, was the Golden Retriever.
One day, we saw an add in the newspaper offering a free 5 year old Golden Retriever to a good home. His name was Scooter......and he had papers.
We loved Scooter
He went everywhere with us.
Carmel, CA
He and I walked together every day. Scooter loved to camp, swim and fetch.
He was especially good with children.
Chloe & Scooter
It was so hard saying goodbye to Scooter;
I didn't ever want another dog.
Five years later, we saw THIS . . . who could resist?
I named him Rembrandt (my favorite artist)
Three years later, we rescued Rusty from the pound
and nursed him back to health.
Rusty & Rembrandt waiting at our back gate for a walk
The Boys are part of our family; they bring us a lot of happiness.
We love them.
We use a silly voice to personify them. . . .It's embarrassing.
Someday, Rusty and Rembrandt will join all of my other dogs; it's a part of life. Then, maybe I'll get another dog. Like Garth Brooks says, "I could have missed the pain but I'd of had to miss the dance."
6 comments:
...you have a birth certificate... that's kinda like papers. If we were dogs we'd be some sort of Scottish/English sheep herder dog.
i like that pic of them trotting down the trail. and i love that garth brooks song...indeed it's my favorite to sing karaoke style. been singin it in the shower and car for years...so i got it down pretty good. :)
Has Chrissy told you about the Freeman Family Christmas Eve program? (we usually drop that bomb AFTER the vows)I am going to expect a nice version of the 'The Dance' out of you, and I have a special request for an encore of 'I Love This Bar'
"Yah!" (in the doggie voice). That expression on Scooter's face with Chloe on his back reminds me of how much he put up with in the name of being touched--Brad's gum massages, wearing costumes all of us girls put on him, fluffing up the "feathers" on his paws, dancing on his rear legs while us girls held his front paws...he was a trooper.
Aw... brit's comment made me miss Scooter so much.
I know RIGHT where that picture was taken at then end. That's a great shot. And one that you're quite familiar with being the sole person who walks those beasts everyday.
Goldens are the most needy creatures on the earth but just look at them, you gotta love 'em. Also they always look like they want to say something to you. If they could talk it would go like this.
Hey! Pet me! Hey! Pet me! Pet me now! Now? Now! Will you pet me now? How bout.....now.
Pet me.
pet me.........please!
When I'm out of town I know the dogs will watch the house at night. But there was the time Mike's wallet was stolen out of his car, at night. There was not a peep heard from those dogs that night. I guess they are useless, but still cute.
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