There were several incidents with Kendall (see last post).
She was the only dog that was sprayed by a skunk!
It was just as SHE was heading out to school.
SHE quickly undressed and washed Kendall in the shower with tomato sauce--having read that that works.
Kendall smelled like a skunk-sprayed pizza!
The first child to enter HER classroom that morning,
said the room smelled like a skunk. He sniffed all around the room and stated, 'It seems to be coming from you!'
Kendall also jumped out of the car at the beach on Cape Cod and disappeared into a wooded area with HER in hot pursuit.
SHE came to a small house with a woman at the door.
SHE asked if she'd seen a small black dog. The woman
said, 'Oh yes, she ran in here. Come in and look!'
Kendall was curled up IN BED with a strange man and would not come. SHE finally had to peel her off the man's thigh while apologising profusely.
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After a couple of years in Australia, SHE got the 'call of the scottie' again.
SHE travelled across Sydney to a breeder who brought out a basket of sleeping puppies. (There were several other people there.)
One puppy jumped out of the basket, came over and
pulled HER jeans leg.
Kelly had chosen HER.
Kelly was named after a little student...7 year old-- who brought back a stencil and said she didn't feel like doing maths that day.
When asked what she'd rather do, she said 'Read'. So SHE said,
Okay, but this is not going to happen again. And it never did.
Kelly was a wonderful companion. She went to parties or just visited or on holidays. Every night she had to run through the house, dinner bowl in mouth, growling, and throwing it around before she brought it back to be filled.
But that old feeling came back--enter Bruis. (character out of a book.) He was a sweet boy. SHE never even thought he was old enough to be a father.....until Kelly had seven puppies!
SHE used to play Badminton on Tuesday nights, and the
dogs stayed home. One night, SHE came home early and there were no dogs! SHE was living in a townhouse, and sprung the neighbours, there was a loose board in the fence and every Tuesday night they invited the dogs over for the evening. It was how SHE met the neighbours.
|Can't believe we lived with that carpet. (Bruis)|
He eventually developed a skin problem. SHE thinks now it may have been demodectic mange. At that time there wasn't a way to cure it, so he was very itchy. He died from an unrelated accident at about 4--SHE still feels guilty about that.
Kelly died too early, as well. SHE thinks she was kicked by a horse.
Whatever it was, Kelly died on the operating table.
But the memories are still fresh.