Ok, now that we are in the story mode. When we moved out to the lake (i was about7) I really wanted a dog--a speckled "fire dog" (Dalmatian). So--that spring my mom and dad said that they were going to town and get me a dog. Boy was I excited
. on their return they showed me the dog. This thing fit in the palm of mom's hand. Nope, no Dalmatian
. they had stopped by our family Doctors' and picked up a POODLE
. to make matters worse, it was a "tea cup mini"
. AND to exacerbate the issue---it was the runt of the litter and the doctors' wife was afraid they could not sell it as it was a runt
. Did I forget to explain that she was a breeder of AKC show dogs. SHEEESH.
. figured that I was stuck with a "prissy" show dog that would be all stuck up. well, long story short, this little critter turned out to be one heck of a hunting dog. loved to hunt squirrels and especially RABBITS. Only trouble with the rabbit hunting is that he would chase them in a circle but he was so small that they thought he was playing with them and they would chase him also
. Ya had to be danged careful on the circling which one was running in front. hell, he was smaller than some of the rabbits. Came close a couple of times, but never shot him (i was using a .22)
. Funny thing was a few years later dad told me that he tried to persuade mom to get a "real" hunting type dog but she was in love with this little runt. that she was hoping I wouldn't like it and she could have it. Didn't work out that way. This little dog thought that he was a standard huntin' poodle. love to go after rabbit, squirrel and go fishing. I have missed this dog for the last 34 yrs. he lived to be 17 when he passed. one of the saddest days of my life. God Bless to all and theirs.
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