Dog Stories -

Please send me your stories.  I know you want to hear from more people than just me.

 

Okay, no one is sending any stories in, so here I go again.

 

Bear

 

Bear is our Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier.  The first time I saw this breed was when I was visiting my oldest daughter.  Her dog was named Lucky.  She was great and lots of fun and I was sad to leave her when I went home.  My husband and I never thought of getting another dog. to be continued

 

Goldie

 

You guessed it, Goldie was a Golden Retriever.  How could a dog change an old person's life for the good.  Well dogs do; and this one was a perfect example.  This dog made two people so happy and fulfilled, that you wouldn't think it was the same couple.  She took away their loneliness.  Their love for her was something to see.  She loved them equally.  This was my parents.  When she passed away, I never thought they would recover so I asked my dad to write all the stories that he could remember.  And he did!  So now I have a treasure of his writing about his beloved Goldie.

MAX #2

Company is over, the roast beef was done.  The gravy was ready.  Ready to top those creamy mashed potatoes alongside the perfect roast beef.   Fork tender and juicy;  I sliced it and placed it on a serving tray.  It had enough juice to make it even more appealing.  Everyone was sitting at the table ready for this wonderful meal.  It smelled so good.  I can remember it as if it happened yesterday.  

Roast on the platter in my hands and on the way to the table, everyone had their eyes on that roast beef.  I turned quickly so I wouldn't step on Max and as I did, I tipped the platter just so, that the roast slipped right off the platter, through the air and then disappeared, never touching the floor.  I was so shocked I looked down to find where it went and there was Max, mouth shut tight, back straight and dead silent.  He literally inhaled that roast. None of us could believe it.  But it didn't go anywhere else.  I didn't know what to do, I was so shocked.  I felt like shaking it out of him, but what good would that do. 

 After a few minutes, until we all could really take it in, we began to laugh.  I let Max outside and who knows what happened then, but we never saw it again.  

MAX #1

True Stories by Dan and Carene

He was our first dog.  He was part Border Collie and something else and he'd do anything for praise.  We lived in a small house on a rural rout in a college town in Kansas.  We taught Max to get the newspaper in the morning and he was happy to do it.  He'd hit the screen door with the paper in his mouth every morning.   We'd come to the door and we'd take the newspaper out of his grip and tell him what a good boy he was and give him a pat on the head.  He learned this so well.  This went on day after day.  

Then one day, we tried to sleep in a bit, but there was Max, banging the paper on the screen door louder than ever.  Dan went to the door and called me to come to see this.  There on the front lawn was a stack of newspapers that Max had picked up from each house down the road and brought it to our house. 

Dan and I drove down the rout that morning redelivering papers as quickly as we could thinking what did we do.  We loved that little guy.