(We're kicking off Pet Week today, and the details of our new contest follow my blog, so stay tuned for details and come back all week for personal stories from all of us Cozy Chicks.)
A Little Dog Named Inky
My earliest memory is of a little black puppy named Inky. I see him in a few grainy black & white photos, jumping up to snatch a treat, being chased by my five-year-old self. We didn’t have him long; I think my mom was stressed from a difficult pregnancy and felt a puppy was too much work. (Thanks for that, little brother!)
After Inky, Mom allowed us to have cats, which she felt were more manageable. I carried that love of cats into adulthood, first inheriting a big yellow tabby named Tigger, then adopting twin kittens Simon and Caesar, followed by Cocoa, a Balinese, and Misha, a Russian Blue, and later Cali, my beautiful long-haired calico, who turned up at my back door, bloated and starving, obviously lost or dumped (she’d been neutered.) Cali came into my life a week after I’d purchased a small painting of a calico cat that looked just like her. I tried that with a picture of Johnny Depp. That was 14 years ago . . . but if you figure it in cat years, well, I’m still hoping.
As much as I’ve loved my cats, I see people walking their dogs and envy them that special relationship. I read stories about dogs rescuing their owners, and owners going to any length to save their dogs, and therapy dogs, and companion dogs, and I want that! But then I think about those cold winter mornings when nothing could pry me from my warm house and then I don’t want that so much.
I think I’ll always wish I had a dog, but I’m fearful that if I get one, I’ll always wish I hadn’t. What about you? Hate dogs? Own a dog? Wish you did? Wish you didn’t?
Contest: All of you who have dogs or loved a dog, leave your comment below to have a chance to have your dog named in one of a Cozy Chick's upcoming mysteries. Cat lovers, hang in there. We won't forget you.
Have a great, sunny week.
Kate
Monday, July 6, 2009
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When I was growing up we had Puffball, the cat. He was the best cat because he ate everything. Cheese doodles, donuts and people food. Unfortunately he passed away. We got another cat and then the doctors told my mom that we can no longer have cats because I was now allergic.
I've always said I'm bilingual, I love both cats and dogs. My first dog was Cinderella. She was a pek-pom mix and jet black. I must of got her when I was second grade (elementary school is kind of a blur, long story). When I moved away, my stepfather wouldn't let me have her and held her hostage so she lived her life out on the farm.
You didn't say this had to be an upbeat story.
Our family had many dogs throughout my childhood and beyond.
My husband had a dog when I married him. Mandy was great, but she was definitely his dog! I'm ready for another dog, buy hubby isn't yet!
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I have had dogs all my life and loved each one for their own unique personality. Currently Jedi, a black lab/German Shorthair Pointer mix, shares or life. She was a rescue having been tied to a tree on a college campus when her owner was tired of her. Her name Jedi symbolizes that the force was with her when she was rescued and got a forever home.
I never had a pet my entire life. All of my sibblings did, but I never wanted one. I now have a 6 yr. old Welsh Corgi named Shelby. We got her 3 1/2 years ago after Hurricane Katrina. She needed a home. It was love at first sight for the both of us. I am now the biggest dog lover in the world. Shelby is smart, funny, loving and very photogenic.
Annette
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We've almost always had dogs. After I lived a way from cats in college, I discovered I cannot live with them anymore due to allergies! My current two cuties are little terrier mixes. The Auntie is all black; her name is Misty (Mistique). The litle niece is Sasha and she is a throw-back to her grandma's Yorkie roots.
My first dog, Coco, was a rescued german shepherd/collie mix. He was such a sweet dog. After he passed away, we got a terrier mix puppy named Molly May (we got her in the month of May, hence the middle name). She was a fiesty little puppy, yet had her whimpy princess moments too. I miss having a dog, but like Jan (above) my hubby isn't on board about having one. {sniff}
My family has taken several dogs in over the years, but our "family dog" is Goldie, a male, yellow Australian Shepherd (named by a four-year-old).
His unusual color means he isn't show-quality, but he's an Aussie through and through, incredibly smart. My mother keeps threatening she'll teach him to open the fridge when we complain about having to get things for him, and we believe her.
I don't live with him anymore now that I'm grown, and now he's a grumpy old man of ten, but I think if I were ever to get a dog of my own, it'd be an Aussie.
oops...sorry about talking about my cat when this was about dogs.
Never had a dog because they frighten me. One chased me and if I was faster, it would have bite me so no, I'm not a fan of dogs.
I was chased by a big, mean, German Shepherd when I was twelve and have never gotten over my fear of them. I would love to have an Aussie, however, if I could teach it to make coffee and bring me a cup.
Cat lovers, chime in! My apologies. I thought we were going for (or maybe to?) the dogs this week.
Kate: I've got a White German Shepherd mix named Sandy. She's as sweet as can be. Maybe since she doesn't look like most German Shepherds you wouldn't be scared of her. She loves everyone who comes to our house (she is nowhere near a guard dog), and she even gets along really well with my sister's pet cat and pet rats.
Kate, (& Dru) Late to reply, but really, get a dog! And just hire a trusted sitter when you have to go out of town!
I'm with the other Lynn (LOL) as I love both cats and dogs!
Really, they give you unconditional love!
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