FASTER THAN A SPEEDING BULLET….2/11/06

There, I see it… it’s a blur running across the front yard. It something small, no large, no it’s both. It’s two things? Wait, let me check this out…

The thing stopped in front of a tree, oh it’s our English Springer. She thinks she’s a great hunting dog, for she just treed two gray squirrels.

This is our second dog. The first dog was another English Springer we had for fifteen years. It was more Irish that English, having a mind of it’s own. Mandy was a good-hearted dog that helped raise our three kids always wanting to be in the middle of things. Four years ago she passed on to where dogs go. It took us several years to fess up to that fact that we missed a dog under foot.

We applied at Springer Rescue, an organization set up to save dogs from being put down, then went on a two-week vacation last spring. Enter Katie dog…. upon our return there was a call from a shelter in southern Wisconsin. During the drive down we both agreed not to take any dog if it wasn’t right. It had to be healthy with a high hearted spirit.

Sure that worked, not! We spent some time bonding with the dog. We were half way through the door with little Katie dog on leash headed home went the shelter assistant said, “ By the way…” We now have a lighthearted dog that had been hit by a car with a broken leg and had both hips displaced. What were we to say, NO, we’ve changed our minds?

So if you are ever over to our home and you see a blur in our yard, it’s Katie the Springer limping along chasing her friends up a tree.