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This week Karen wants to know about our furry family members. I don’t currently have a pet, but I grew up with dogs and am fortunate to have a sweet furry nephew who stays with me whenever his family goes away, which is several times a year. Before I tell you about these honey bunches I want to go on record letting you know that I once had a betta fish that lived for four years! That may be a world record.
My mother grew up with dogs, but my dad never had pets and didn’t want any. Somehow, when I was about six we ended up with Duster. The story goes that we were looking for a dog for my grandmother, but after we had bought Duster we learned she had already bought a new dog, Trudy the schnauzer. I always thought this story was for my father’s benefit so he didn’t realize that he was tricked, but I checked with my mom just this morning and she says it’s true. Duster had been with us for three days and my dad fell in love. When he died it was my dad who had us out getting a new dog two weeks later. Duster was a schnauzer-poodle mix and looked like a happy fluffy mutt. His sister lived next door and looked almost completely like a purebred poodle.Love your furry family members? Come tell about them! Click To Tweet
I couldn’t find any pictures of Spats, who was a schnauzer-poodle-terrier, because for most of those years I was at college or living in Texas, but he looked exactly like Bo, the last dog my parents had. Bo lived to be nineteen (!!!) and was quite crazy. He loved eating dirty tissues, so you had to keep the trash up high if you were sick. Bo’s good buddy was Murphy, a dachapoo (dachshund-poodle) my sister and brother in law bought when they were first married, who lived to be eighteen. These dogs loved to chase each other around when they were young, and often did a little dance together when they would first see each other. As they got older they would snooze together, in this case taking over my favorite chair.
Sweet little Cooper is the first purebred dog to be part of our family. Unfortunately for him, but fortunately for us he isn’t good at it and didn’t become the appropriate size to show as a Cavalier King Charles spaniel. He only grew by a few pounds since he was a puppy, which makes him even cuter and more cuddly. Cooper loves his squeaky toys and pulls them out of their basket one at a time to spread around the room and squeak. He isn’t very smart, but he is a love bug and wants to snuggle with whoever is around, just as these dogs were bred for King Charles II in the seventeenth century. He has been known to climb to the top of a pillow when a person is in bed and sleep on top of your head. In the picture below we were awoken from a nap by the camera. This was the second picture taken.