Day 143 CJSM

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Day 143

 

 

Daisy, Rusty, Ruffian, Brandy I and Brandy II

 

 

Growing up, our family always had a dog, or two, sometimes---three, used for hunting.

And, as an added bonus, they taught kids responsibility and they were good friends.

We would load them in the trunk of the family 4-door sedan and take them on our local trips to my grandparents’ farm or to our fishing club, Fox Lake. I delighted in seeing the dogs swim.

Our first dog was a beagle name of “Poochie”; Beth was just a toddler then.

Daisy–the-Irish-setter got locked in the horse trailer over night when Becky forgot her; she was about three and had been playing “horses” drafting Daisy into the role of “wild-steed”.

One glaring mistake I made (I might even admit it) was the purchase of another setter name of “Rusty”. Oh! My! What a waste! Of---money, and…dog! I reckon you can’t win them all!?

Ruffian-the-Afghan was a beautiful cur; regal (in a k-nine sort of way). My sister brought him to us after rescuing him from the dog pound. He must have originally belonged to a master who had money; his “favorite” place to lounge: stretched out full-length on our living room sofa. He made the trek to the Great Northwest with the family. We had a nice park in the town along the Willamette River where we like to walk. Ole Ruffin had heart trouble, but, his spirit was strong-willed and he always tagged along. One day, he laid in a pool of water and refused to get up. Poor old guy had just exhausted himself; I thought I’d have to carry him out; he recovered.

Brandy I was Becky’s very best friend. What a dog! Becky would ride our steel snow-saucer down the hill in front of our house to the creek below in winter time; subservient Brandy adored Miss Becky and at the end of the snow-run, Brandy would grab a short rope tied to the saucer and pull it back up the slope so Rachel could ride the snow-trail again and again.

When “perfect” Brandy went on to doggy-heaven, I replaced her with Brandy II, another fabulous find! Both were Irish setters and wonderful friends and kids’ pets. Brandy II made the trip to Oregon with us. I drove the U-Haul with all our treasures; Brandy II and Ruffian were my co-pilots. Brandy had to lay on the seat beside me as I drove; Ruffian rode shotgun.

These “pets” added greatly to the Family-style; add the cats, horses and all the rest---Voila!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Bow-wow!” Memories!