Today’s wander is pictures and words about the dogs that joined our lives. I know that Gwen and Fran are waiting at the Rainbow bridge. I am waiting to escort each of us over the bridge. The first do that joined us in Cincinnati, Ohio was Blackie. We don’t have many pictures of him. He was famous for tearing up shoes. Blackie was a welsh Corgi mix and moved to a farm after he bit our daughter. The next dog that joined our family was Gwen. She joined us when we lived in Western Hills, Ohio. Western Hills we had a fenced back yard and Gwen. She was an Australian Cattle dog and Blue Tick healer mix. One of if not the smartest dog that ever lived with us. Also the least likely to let people run across the back yard. Gwen moved with us from Cincinnati to Indiana.
When we moved back to Indiana, my daughter wanted to get a second dog. Gwen was particular, plus Gwen didn’t do well with kids, other than seeing them as a food supply. My daughter and I spent a lot of time researching dogs. We wanted to get a Great Dane, but the 8 or less year life span was too hard for us to deal with. We got a lot of useless input from a lot of people about dogs. We, my daughter, and I finally decided on a Lab. In particular, my daughter wanted a Yellow Lab. Francine joined our family shortly after that. The thing about dogs is you have to pick a dog that fits what you want, not what other people tell you that you need. We learned that with Fran. Gwen made it to 15 and passed away the year we moved to Maryland.
Fran moved with us from Indiana to Maryland. While in Maryland, we decided after a year or so to get another dog. Dylan appeared. Not that simple. My daughter and I had long conversations about dogs. We decided that this time, we were going to help the world’s dog population by adopting a Lab from the Lab Rescue of Virginia and Maryland. Dylan joined us. IT seems every time we add a dog, the older dog dies. Fran passed away, but unlike the year after Gwen Died, Dylan was so lonely that we went back to Lab Rescue. We were looking for a dog that the Twins could adopt. A dog that would be more of a family dog (Dylan sees himself as my dog and has more single person traits). Raven joined our family.
I cannot imagine what life would be like had we taken the useless advice we got.
I also cannot imagine what our lives would be like with our Canine friends!