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Campfire

Now that the season's over... A dog story.

Uploaded on February 26, 2010

At around 4 AM Heidi, our beagle-something, was frantically pawing at me. I gave her a pat, told her to lay down, but she refused to stop. When she started woofing, I figure I'd better let her out before the whole household woke up.

As soon as I reached for my robe, she tore for the french doors off the back of the house. There was something she wanted me to see, just beyond the fence.

In the clear, early morning light was a buck and two does wandering around the back yard. They did seem to be well-fed. I couldn't count the points, but there was a few, and obviously he had escaped the hunters this year. We both just sat there staring for a minute, then she started jumping up and down and whining. I let her out, she ran to the fence, the deer just sort of sauntered away, and she came back in.

Maybe next year, girl.

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from neylandfan wrote 2 years 12 weeks ago

man thats awsome we had a sheltie a couple years ago that would bark a racoons while she was inside and it would be early morning hours o that was just fun.

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from Judy Black wrote 2 years 10 weeks ago

We had a Jack Russel/Rat terrier that was not afraid of anything. If it moved, he was on it.
One Sunday morning we sat on the couch watching tv and Jeff was on the back of the couch looking out the window. He jumped down and headed for the door, jumping up and down like he wanted/needed to go out.
As soon as the door was open, he ran for the road and looking out the window I spotted a doe. Jeff tore across the lawn and at the last minute, I saw the fawn. As Jeff approached the fawn, the doe went into “mother mode” and took off after the dog.
My husband who had been sitting on the couch in his underwear tore out the door and called for the dog. The doe by then had the dog down in the ravine and was flailing her front legs at him beating the begeezus out of him.
Taking her attention off Jeff for a moment and turning her attention to my husband, Jeff was able to escape the doe. She however was not done with her battle and turned her attention to Scott who was standing on the road in his underwear. Giving him that “you want some of this buddy” look Scott hi tailed it for the house.
Poor Jeff, he was beaten up by a girl and he was so humiliated he would not raise his head off the floor. He was sore from his beating and moped around the house the rest of the day.
That dog killed more rodents than any dog we have ever owned. He would climb into a 55 gallon barrel of feed and come out with a squirrel, coon or possum. He would grab snakes and snap them until they quit moving. Neighbors would ask us to bring him over as they had a mouse they could not catch.
By far one of the best, we had to have Jeff put to sleep last January. I miss him every day as he went to work with us, rode the tractor with us and followed us as we did chores. Lots of good memories and I hope some day to have a new dog. I know I can never replace Jeff, as you can’t replace the best.
They truly are man’s best friend.
JB

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from neylandfan wrote 2 years 12 weeks ago

man thats awsome we had a sheltie a couple years ago that would bark a racoons while she was inside and it would be early morning hours o that was just fun.

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from Judy Black wrote 2 years 10 weeks ago

We had a Jack Russel/Rat terrier that was not afraid of anything. If it moved, he was on it.
One Sunday morning we sat on the couch watching tv and Jeff was on the back of the couch looking out the window. He jumped down and headed for the door, jumping up and down like he wanted/needed to go out.
As soon as the door was open, he ran for the road and looking out the window I spotted a doe. Jeff tore across the lawn and at the last minute, I saw the fawn. As Jeff approached the fawn, the doe went into “mother mode” and took off after the dog.
My husband who had been sitting on the couch in his underwear tore out the door and called for the dog. The doe by then had the dog down in the ravine and was flailing her front legs at him beating the begeezus out of him.
Taking her attention off Jeff for a moment and turning her attention to my husband, Jeff was able to escape the doe. She however was not done with her battle and turned her attention to Scott who was standing on the road in his underwear. Giving him that “you want some of this buddy” look Scott hi tailed it for the house.
Poor Jeff, he was beaten up by a girl and he was so humiliated he would not raise his head off the floor. He was sore from his beating and moped around the house the rest of the day.
That dog killed more rodents than any dog we have ever owned. He would climb into a 55 gallon barrel of feed and come out with a squirrel, coon or possum. He would grab snakes and snap them until they quit moving. Neighbors would ask us to bring him over as they had a mouse they could not catch.
By far one of the best, we had to have Jeff put to sleep last January. I miss him every day as he went to work with us, rode the tractor with us and followed us as we did chores. Lots of good memories and I hope some day to have a new dog. I know I can never replace Jeff, as you can’t replace the best.
They truly are man’s best friend.
JB

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