Saturday, October 17, 2009

Camera Critter #80

When I was a youngster, I had four dog as pets.

The first was breed I don't remember, but his name was Leben. I was two at the time and my dad said I could name him. So, I named him Leben. That was my way of saying eleven at the time.

Eight years later, another dog came into my life, Mickey (named for Mickey Mantle). He was a mixed Beagle breed. But Mickey's stay with us wasn't a long one and a couple of years after we lost Mickey, a friend of mine said he would trade one of his puppies for my bicycle saddlebags. After getting my parent's okay, I went to my friend's and selected the first pup to come to me.

I took him home and named him King.

King was a Shepard mix and my favorite pet of all. He and I were inseparable. When we were apart, I was as happy to see him again, as he was me. He was a big, beautiful animal who wouldn't hurt a flea, but scared a lot of people.

My mom spent the most time with King and after a while started adding to his name. King knew when he did something wrong and she was angry, as his full name was screamed rather loudly...King Elenore Rubien! And then she would find him on my bed with his head under my pillow.

We took King on trips with us. He loved my grandparent's farm, where he could romp and play with all of us kids in a world larger than anything he would see in the Chicago suburb we lived in.

Then one day while visiting my Uncle Bill's farm, we took off for the "Haunted Forest"... an area of woods which made strange noises and we enjoyed playing in. King came with us. As we walked through the pasture to the wooded area, King came face-to-face with his first cow. Rather than spending a few minutes checking it out, he turned tail and took off for the house.

Unfortunately, he had to cross a public road to get to the house. And luck wasn't with him. A rare car was coming down the road at the same time King crossed. They met in front of the house.

Not knowing what was happening, I saw my uncle's car, with my dad in the back seat, speeding down the road. They were taking King to the town vet. He kept King over night and released him the next day, much to my relief. King suffered not much more than a slight concussion. But it also changed King. He didn't like going anywhere except the grandparent's farm. Even at the suburban house, King wasn't the same. But open the door and let him out after the 100 mile trip to the farm, and he became his old self again.

I had to admit it...he was much better there than anywhere else and my grandparents liked him as much we did. So there he stayed. He's buried out on that farm somewhere, but I still remember him with fondness.

Misty Dawn's Camera Critter Meme is a great way to see critters of all types. Go to the Meme homepage here and check out more entries. Then join the fun and let the world see your critters!

14 comments:

eileeninmd said...

Kings looks like he was a wonderful dog. I had a similiar looking dog when I was young her name was Cookie.

Quilt Works said...

great photo!

reminds me of the one that was taken of me years ago! It was a new year eve party, and I had no date. But my friend's dog really loved me, he rubbed against me all the time. So they dressed him up and took of picture of him and me together - me and my date.

Melanie D said...

great pic! I think every child should have a dog!!!!

i beati said...

I never enjoyed a post more.. I love when we name names that are only felt by us. My dog Gingy is so named because we were making gingerbread cookies and my grandaughter named Gingy after a big eyed gingerbread cookie she named her new kitten this week Kitty Pie

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Joy said...

He sure is looking at you with love. What a beautiful dog. And a handsome fellow!

b13 said...

Great tribute to a great looking doG!

Mara said...

What a lovely story! And he does look quite scary and big for the uninitiated.

dhemz said...

what a big dog! thanks for sharing the story....we have a 7 year old half chow and half collie....

btw, this is my first time to join the meme...here' mine:

http://www.gregdemcydias.com/2009/10/camera-critters-squirrel.html

Oskar said...

Great story and photo!

shopannies said...

love the picture and the words create a touching post

Carolina said...

A great post about a great dog and a very touching photo.

Calico Crazy said...

When I was very young my aunt & uncle got a shepard they named King, he grew too big for them and they gave him to my grandparents who had a 40 acre farm. He was a fabulous dog and the one I compare all other too. Maybe there something to the name/breed mix?

Calico Contemplations

Chie Wilks said...

sad to hear about what happened to you dog...his character is very touching...i have a Lab-golden retriever before but we had to move her to a bigger yard which we don't have. We took her to a friend who has a big yard and have her taken care of. She grew so fast and more spastic. Although we are visiting her always, i still miss her around the house.. She loves stealing my green mangoes

mine is here:
http://placesihavebeen21.blogspot.com/2009/10/camera-critters-1.html

Misty Dawn said...

He was SO gorgeous!!! In that photo, you can see the love and devotion in him. Best buds - there's no other way to describe it!