animals

I grew up with a dog. Sandy. Man, she was a good dog. I loved her so much. I can remember when my dad and I went and got her. I wanted to name her Benji but my brother was learning about Dick and Jane and there was a dog named Sandy somewhere in there – so Sandy it was!  She shed like crazy, had the foulest breath you could imagine and she was the greatest little buddy a girl could ask for!  

 I couldn’t imagine my life without dogs!  I am not sure how people do it, but then again I don’t know how people have kids – to each his own I suppose! 

We are on three and four at the moment. They aren’t actually called three and four, although I could see a dog named seven somewhere in our future. No, that is just the order of their presence in our lives.  

Number one was ok…my husband was more attached to her than I was for sure – she was the girl in his life before me.  She was old, cranky and tired when I came into the picture and we said good bye to her within the first year of our relationship. Her name was Roxie. 

Number two went to the rainbow bridge this past November. Harley. Words cannot describe that dog. He was one of a kind.

This brings us to our current four leggers, Houston and Sammie. 

 

We have had Houston for five years or so and Sammie we just got in October. They are good dogs – most of the time. They make us laugh, they keep us busy and they love us.

 

Houston was a reservation dog when we rescued her; she didn’t like men and was pretty unsure of herself. We started out in a townhouse, moved into a cute little inner city house and then we settled for a year or two in the ‘burbs. The city didn’t really agree with her (or us) and when we moved out of town she was in heaven!  Running free…no fences….deer and elk to chase! She still isn’t crazy about men she doesn’t know but it is a good thing now that we live in the country! Strange men don’t stop by the house very often but during hunting season we get a few and when they do….they don’t get out of the car! Lol She is a great number three! 

Number four – Sammie! Sammie is the first dog we have gotten that isn’t in the typical breed that we go for - Rottweilers or a mixture including Rottweiler is what we have always had. Not Sammie! He is Irish Wolfhound, German Wire haired Pointer mixed with who know what else!  He is also a rescue and although we don’t have much history he is a happy, playful boy who hasn’t shown any quirks from his past life. We have been having lots of fun getting to know him. We enrolled him in an obedience class and I have to say…..he was a total rock star! Other than being skunked nine times this year;  he has been a great number four!