"But you can't tell me God would make Heaven
So a man couldn't mix with his friends;
That we're doomed to meet disappointment
When we come to the place the trail ends.
That woudl be a low-grade sort of Heaven
And I'd never regret a damned sin
If I mush up to those gates, white & pearly,
And they don't let my Malamute in."
You're much more of a dog expert than I'll ever be, but my eyes filled with joy when I thought I recognized that Leslie Howard's dogs in the Candids thread photo may well have been English Setters, as seen in the photo below.
A beautiful young pup of that noble breed had been thrown out of a car near my father's business when I was about 2. Fortunately for the setter, the bum who did this--after trying to train her too early to hunt, and rendering her gun shy for the rest of her life--picked a spot near one of the greatest lovers of animals since St. Francis. Dad brought her home to his four little kids and she grew up with me, following me everywhere, literally up trees, ladders, and down slides, especially when we had a small pool at the bottom of the slide in the summer. When I began school (a dark day for "Queenie" and me), she somehow knew exactly when my bus would be pulling up in front of the house, returning me home, and sat there, smiling to greet me when I bounced off the bus and ran into the woods with her.
Btw, thanks to that early crummy training, Queenie could tell us hours before the event when a thunderstorm would occur. She'd whine plaintively and hide under the nearest bed until things blew over. All I know is that if there's a heaven, and they let this low rent character in, she better be there, or I'll have a new bone to pick with the Supreme Being.
Bryce what a beautiful little dog so cute .Is that you in the picture? Its a great shot a really happy shotbryce wrote:Carol, I couldn't help but tear up at your story. What is it about dogs that make us love them so much? You reminded me of my first dog Panther. He was a Boston Terrier and was my best friend growing up. Despite the fact that he only lived two years he instilled in me a lifelong love of dogs. Mere weeks after he died my mother's friend brought us over a big ole mutt, with huge paws, wrapped in a blanket because she couldn't stand to see my heart broken. Brady came from an abused mother and a horrible home, and we tried our best to give him a good one. I moved away many times and had to leave him behind at my mother's, but every time I came back he was waiting for me, wagging tail and ready to kiss me and play, treating me as if I had never left. I did my best to make up for leaving by taking him for daily walks, he old and gray and nearly blind walking by my side unleashed like he never had before. He died last year at thirteen years of age and I then knew what it felt like to lose a family member. He will always be the yardstick by which I measure dogs, and much like your Corrie, he will always have an impact my life.
Now my mother has Sadie, a four month old beautiful little 4.6lb shih'tzu that acts like she's 46lbs! She rough houses more than Brady. If she bites onto a toy or piece of clothing you can lift her off the ground, she won't let go. Unlike any other dogs I've known, when Sadie gets a vaccination she doesn't tire out or get sick, she gets hyper, and wants to play and run around! She's a little ball of energy.
My mother bought her in August, a year and half or so after Brady died, to keep her company since she's all alone in her house. She also warms my grandmother's heart - she lives right across from my mother, and her little pikapoo Missy died in December '05. Sadie even has her own little "throne" in the backyard on one of the many large stones. She has the biggest growl and bark - especially when my mother tells her "no!" She has brought happiness back into my mother's life, something I've been worried about for years as she seemed to be in a depression. She stays awake later, she spends more time outside, she goes for walks, all because of little Sadie. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to take her with us.
Here are a couple of pictures:
She is VERY dismissive of the camera or anyone wanting her attention unless it suits her!
On her throne - here being photographed it suits her, apparently!
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