Gone to the Dogs!
I've always had dogs in my life. It would be hard to remember
a time when I was without one. As a child, my closest and dearest companions
were my dogs.
My mother told this story: when I was about 4 years old, we lived
in a lumber camp near Kalispell, Montana.
Mother and I were the only females in camp and the camp dog was
very wary of us, avoiding me like the plague. However, it seems he/she
did keep an eye on me because one day I wandered off and became stranded
on a log stretched across the gully used for the camp dump. There was a
bear rummaging around in the garbage and if I had fallen off the log, I
would have made a tasty morsel of fresh meat for it. The dog appeared in
camp, barking hysterically and racing around to any people she saw, then
led them to where I was stranded. I was rescued and the dog went
back to ignoring me completely.
Maybe that's what started my love for dogs.
I've had big dogs, little dogs, Champion show dogs, nondescript mutts
with undiscernible origins. I've never had a bad dog. All the stupid
mistakes that can be made with dogs, I've made. Dogs have made me laugh,
made me cry, made me angry, frustrated me and sometimes made me question
why I have to have them around. (Sounds a lot like men, doesn't it?)
Christmas with Angel, Kababah, Lacey and Tye
This portion of my web site is dedicated to all my past and present
Spay and/or neuter your pets! Too many wonderful animals
are killed because of irresponsible owners allowing their pets to breed
indiscriminately...don't be an irresponsible owner!