My Life With Dogs
During the year of living dog-less, strange dogs yanked on their leashes to come see me. After entering my late dog’s favorite park, a pack of 10 dogs surrounded me. Dogs know when you need them most, and I was lost without my 16 year old dog.
There was another dog-less year, age 6-7. Every day the Beagle next door played with me, then howled when I left. Each night during bath time, I practiced my Beagle howl at full volume. Finally, my mother gave in and got me another dog.
By age 11, I was leash walking four dogs by myself: two Great Danes heeling on the left, long haired Dachshund trotting on the right, and pure black German Shepherd striding out in front. My parents didn't worry for my safety - nobody was going to bother a little girl walking huge dogs.
I grew up with purebreds: Basset Hound, Long Haired Dachshund, Miniature Long Haired Dachshund, Great Danes, German Shepherd, Great Pyrenees. But fell in love with mutts the instant I rescued a 6 week old puppy from the river. As an adult I’ve had five mutts and two feisty Border Terriers. In addition, I have cared for a Sheltie, Pomeranian, Black Lab, another Great Pyrenees, Beagle, and an out of control terrier who settled down beautifully after running on the beach every day.
I have rescued several dogs - one dog caught in a leg hold trap; a frightened Golden Retriever at the top of a waterfall; three dogs stuck on a wobbly section of old lava flow; and my puppy from the river. I tried dog sports before they had a name: running my German Shepherd over horse jumps in 1973; harnessing my Foxhound/Husky mix to pull me on skis across a frozen lake in 1981. Now I play dog agility, AKC Rally, and participate in dog behavior research.
The decisive moments in my life all center around dogs. I was even born in Year of the Dog.