So there I was sitting on the back porch with a cold one
when my daughter called and asked if I’d like to have a yellow Lab puppy. Thinking of other puppies I’d had raised,
most of them lab mixes, I said sure, bring him on. A Lab puppy – that’ll be great to have around
the yard. She showed up a couple of days
later with the puppy. He was hanging over both sides of the back
seat of her police cruiser Crown Vic. A
hundred pound puppy. Name? Don’t go there – I called him Butters. Butters and I got along great – even though he
was crazy and needed attention and affection ALL the time. He’d been bred to be a show dog, but his head
wasn’t shaped right inside or out. Remember
Marley ? Yeah, thought so. Butters can
give Marley lessons.
So there I was sitting on the back porch with a cold one a
few months later when this giant dog dragging a tree limb showed up and parked
at my feet. The tree limb was attached
to a log chain which was attached with tie-wraps. Hmm.
Great Pyrenees looks like – sores all over his body – malnourished –
must have escaped from somewhere. Let’s
doctor him a little, give him a bath and see if we can find the owners. Cut off the chain. Bath? Oh no.
Water isn’t going to happen.
Seemed to like the antibiotics..
Put up a sign….people called, said, Oh you’ve found our dog. Nah, we never named him, just used him to
make more puppies….. Sorry to be a bother.
So there I was sitting on the back porch with a cold
one. Two days later this giant dog comes
back carrying a 6 foot steel post parks at my feet. This dog looks familiar. Hey, is this the same dog (stupid question). Something familiar. Post was tied to a log chain which was tied
around his neck with tie-wraps. Cut off
the tie wraps, doctor the sores, give him the anti-biotics, try to give him a
bath, call the owners, who come back and get him – Well, we just can’t keep a
collar on him, we’ve been doctoring him with cattle wormer (??????) and he
swims in the stock tank and we don’t know what we’re going to do and … and….and…..
Look lady – if he comes back again – don’t bother to come
get him.
So there I was sitting on the back porch with a cold one
tonight when Dreyfuss comes up, cold noses me and says –
“Hey – time for
supper. And you need to feed my son over
there too. Have you noticed he’s almost
as big as me? I could have had more if
you hadn’t had the doc snip me – dammit – that next door lady was really sweet…….easy
too…. – shut up Butters, he’s paying attention to me now….”
Anybody want to help with the dog food bill?
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