He sure is a pretty dog.
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Thanks so much, Dd.
He sure is a pretty dog.
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That's great news BB! I hope come Monday & time to go he has no fear of the vets office. Maybe being around your other dogs will actually help keep him becoming too rambunctious if they stay mostly inside together.Bodie, AKA as Tripod for the time being, is coming along. Starting to put pressure on that foot, which is a good thing. Trouble is keeping him from becoming too rambunctious, which is innate. Staples out Monday. He feels well enough to guard my hat.
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That's great news BB! I hope come Monday & time to go he has no fear of the vets office. Maybe being around your other dogs will actually help keep him becoming too rambunctious if they stay mostly inside together.
She sure looks like a beauty. I feel for you Cornshucker, having lost dogs before. My wife and I still reminisce about our last little dog and how smart she was. I think dogs know much more than we realize.I wanted to brag a little about a dog I had. She was Lab/Boarder Collie cross. She lived to be 15 years old. She has been gone for 9 years now. I am a paraplegic so she kind of served as a service dog to me although she was never trained for that. She was smart enough just to pick it up on her own. If I dropped something on the floor she would pick it up for me if she could get it in her mouth. She was also a great guard dog and she loved our cats. Still miss her.
I wanted to brag a little about a dog I had. She was Lab/Boarder Collie cross. She lived to be 15 years old. She has been gone for 9 years now. I am a paraplegic so she kind of served as a service dog to me although she was never trained for that. She was smart enough just to pick it up on her own. If I dropped something on the floor she would pick it up for me if she could get it in her mouth. She was also a great guard dog and she loved our cats. Still miss her.
She was a beautiful dog, Cornshucker. And there was probably a good reason why she came to you.I wanted to brag a little about a dog I had. She was Lab/Boarder Collie cross. She lived to be 15 years old. She has been gone for 9 years now. I am a paraplegic so she kind of served as a service dog to me although she was never trained for that. She was smart enough just to pick it up on her own. If I dropped something on the floor she would pick it up for me if she could get it in her mouth. She was also a great guard dog and she loved our cats. Still miss her.
That just made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Cool story.She was a beautiful dog, Cornshucker. And there was probably a good reason why she came to you.
Growing up in the country we always had several dogs. In the wintertime they lived under the front porch. Late one fall a red hound showed up out of nowhere. He stayed the winter & it was a bad one. Come early Spring my grandpa & I where high on a hill overlooking land owned by the RR all the way to the river. I happened to look out & spotted the red hound about 3/4 mile out trotting away from us. I asked my grandpa where he supposed the dog was going? He answered that winter was over & the red hound was continuing his journey home. There was no way that dog could hear us from that far out, but at that very moment he stopped & turned to look back at us for a couple of minutes. Then he turned to continue his journey & we never saw him again.
Thanks Greg. She was a great dog.What a pup! They sure do more for us than we ever do for them. Glad you had your time with her.
I think your are correct. Thanks.She sure looks like a beauty. I feel for you Cornshucker, having lost dogs before. My wife and I still reminisce about our last little dog and how smart she was. I think dogs know much more than we realize.
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She was a beautiful dog, Cornshucker. And there was probably a good reason why she came to you.
Growing up in the country we always had several dogs. In the wintertime they lived under the front porch. Late one fall a red hound showed up out of nowhere. He stayed the winter & it was a bad one. Come early Spring my grandpa & I where high on a hill overlooking land owned by the RR all the way to the river. I happened to look out & spotted the red hound about 3/4 mile out trotting away from us. I asked my grandpa where he supposed the dog was going? He answered that winter was over & the red hound was continuing his journey home. There was no way that dog could hear us from that far out, but at that very moment he stopped & turned to look back at us for a couple of minutes. Then he turned to continue his journey & we never saw him again.
Hey CS:It's funny you should say that Jack. When my wife and I were looking for a dog we couldn't agree on what breed we wanted. She wanted a Lab and I wanted a Border Collie. We were looking at the Sioux City Iowa newspaper one Sunday and someone north of Sioux City in Southeast South Dakota had Lab/Border Collie pups to give away. So we drove about 70 minutes up there to the farm where she was. She was the last pup. No one wanted her because she didn't look like a Border Collie, is what the owner told us. I was hoping myself to get a BC cause we had one on the farm when I was a kid. So anyway we felt sorry for her because no one wanted her, so we took her home and she turned out to be more than we expected. So she did come to us as you said.
I had a riding lawn mower that we put hand controls on so I could transfer from my wheelchair onto the mower and mow the acreage we were living on at the time. While I mowed I would tow my Wheelchair to a central location in case the mower broke down or something. Towing the chair behind while I mowed didn't work well. Anyway I had to leave the Wheelchair under a shade tree, because Sam (her name) would lay by that chair no matter what. If I left it in the sun she would have laid by it until she melted away. She was extremely loyal and protective.
Sorry for the long rant.
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Hey CS:
Don’t be sorry...not a rant...thank you for sharing...i’m lookin at a dog that laid and waited a good long time on me too, when i couldn’t do. Her name is Faith. I just wish i could be as good a person as she is a dog.
PS: She’s wearing a 7x Clear Beaver Last Drop cause she’s worth it!!! Not photogenic.
Be well. Bowen
Sorry for the long rant.
Cornshucker, I'm happy that you were able to have 15 good yrs with her. A smart dog like she obviously was doesn't come along every day.It's funny you should say that Jack. When my wife and I were looking for a dog we couldn't agree on what breed we wanted. She wanted a Lab and I wanted a Border Collie. We were looking at the Sioux City Iowa newspaper one Sunday and someone north of Sioux City in Southeast South Dakota had Lab/Border Collie pups to give away. So we drove about 70 minutes up there to the farm where she was. She was the last pup. No one wanted her because she didn't look like a Border Collie, is what the owner told us. I was hoping myself to get a BC cause we had one on the farm when I was a kid. So anyway we felt sorry for her because no one wanted her, so we took her home and she turned out to be more than we expected. So she did come to us as you said.
I had a riding lawn mower that we put hand controls on so I could transfer from my wheelchair onto the mower and mow the acreage we were living on at the time. While I mowed I would tow my Wheelchair to a central location in case the mower broke down or something. Towing the chair behind while I mowed didn't work well. Anyway I had to leave the Wheelchair under a shade tree, because Sam (her name) would lay by that chair no matter what. If I left it in the sun she would have laid by it until she melted away. She was extremely loyal and protective.
Sorry for the long rant.
When I was a kid my uncle had a boxer named Red. When my uncle got cancer, Red seemed to know. As my uncle got weaker, Red became much more gentle with him. My uncle was in and out of the hospital, but Red always waited for his return, running to meet him at the car. On the last visit to the hospital my uncle died. On that very day Red ran away. We all believe somehow Red knew is owner would not return this time.Cornshucker, I'm happy that you were able to have 15 good yrs with her. A smart dog like she obviously was doesn't come along every day.
When that red hound showed up at our place he hadn't been around people for a while; maybe not at all. He was all skin & bones. One of the pads on a paw was badly cut & infected. I probably spent a couple of hrs pulling ticks off him. Come Spring he was rested & in good shape. I have always wondered where his journey took him.
Great story DD.When I was a kid my uncle had a boxer named Red. When my uncle got cancer, Red seemed to know. As my uncle got weaker, Red became much more gentle with him. My uncle was in and out of the hospital, but Red always waited for his return, running to meet him at the car. On the last visit to the hospital my uncle died. On that very day Red ran away. We all believe somehow Red knew is owner would not return this time.
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You like to think he made it home, wherever that was.Cornshucker, I'm happy that you were able to have 15 good yrs with her. A smart dog like she obviously was doesn't come along every day.
When that red hound showed up at our place he hadn't been around people for a while; maybe not at all. He was all skin & bones. One of the pads on a paw was badly cut & infected. I probably spent a couple of hrs pulling ticks off him. Come Spring he was rested & in good shape. I have always wondered where his journey took him.
He looks happy, as anyone would be to get those staples out!Just after leaving the orthopedic surgeons office and getting his 16 staples removed. Another 5 weeks of restricted activity.
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