A working dog,they want to be doing something all the time.Here are some pix.
Posted on 12/14/2001 9:13:53 PM PST by mafree
Will Your Dog Vouch For You?
A man wrote a letter to a small hotel in a Midwest town, which he planned to visit on his vacation. He wrote, "I would very much like to bring my dog with me. He is well groomed and very well behaved. Would you be willing to permit me to keep him in my room with me at night?"
An immediate reply came from the hotel owner, who said, "I've been operating this hotel for many years. In all that time, I've never had a dog steal towels, bedclothes, silverware or pictures off the walls. I've never had to evict a dog in the middle of the night for being drunk and disorderly. And I've never had a dog run out on a hotel bill. Yes, indeed, your dog is welcome at my hotel, and if your dog will vouch for you, you're welcome to stay here, too!"
Authors Unknown
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Greyfriars Bobby (http://greyfriarsbobby.co.uk)
In 1858, a man named John Gray was buried in old Greyfriars Churchyard. His grave levelled by the hand of time, and unmarked by any stone, became scarcely discernible; but, although no human interest seemed to attach to it. The sacred spot was not wholly disregarded and forgotten. For fourteen years the dead man's faithful dog kept constant watch and guard over the grave until his own death in 1872. James Brown, the old curator of the burial ground, remembers Gray's funeral, and the dog, a Skye terrier called "Bobby", was, he says, one of the most conspicuous of the mourners. The grave was closed in as usual, and next morning "Bobby", was found, lying on the newly-made mound.
This was an innovation which old James could not permit, for there was an order at the gate stating in the most intelligible characters that dogs were not admitted. "Bobby" was accordingly driven out; but next morning he was there again, and for the second time was discharged. The third morning was cold and wet, and when the old man saw the faithful animal, in spite of all chastisement, still lying shivering on the grave, he took pity on him, and gave him some food. This recognition of his devotion gave "Bobby" the right to make the churchyard his home; and from that time until his own death he never spent a night away from his master's tomb.
Often in bad weather attempts were made to keep him within doors, but by dismal howls he succeeded in making it known that this interference was not agreeable to him, and he was always allowed to have his way. At almost any time during the day he could be seen in or about the churchyard, and no matter how rough the night, nothing could induce him to forsake that hallowed spot, whose identity he so faithfully preserved.
That, however, concludes the story of the life of Greyfriars' Bobby, a life which was later commemorated by the erection of the statue and fountain by Baroness Burdett Coutts. The figure which was unveiled, without any ceremony, on November 15, 1873.
Twenty minutes ago my dog Digger,a blue healer,woke me up and wanted to go down stairs.
I opened the door but she just looked out so I closed it and went back to bed,she still would not be quiet,and was whining in a funny way so I got up and went down stairs.
My FORD truck was GONE!
Just great,Christmas and now no vehicle!
Anyway,gave her some dog cookies and let her know she did right.
Man,it just never stops,felt my knee go this afternoon, (my GOOD knee)too.
I am bummed.
But, don't let Tabby know about this thread.
Sorry to hear about the bad news.
He meant Blue Heeler; so-called because they are working dogs and control the herd by nipping at or grabbing the heels of the strays and leading, forcing, them back to the group.
this is probably the hero of this story:
And, the no-barking part was just a bit of fear, I guess, she barks the loudest and most strident of the three now, and strangers shake in their boots at the sound and sight of her full 33 pounds with the two baggy, boy dogs that go 70 pounds per standing next to her, tails wagging and mouths full of raggedy tennis balls.
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