[ SHOWGSD-L ] Re: True Thanksgiving story
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- To: <showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>, <irrenhaus4@xxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2008 14:20:55 -0500
"Doris E" <irrenhaus4@xxxxxxxxxxx> writes:
Well, he became our watchturkey. He would not allow strangers out of
their cars, and he regularly accompanied me wherever I went.
Cool story, Doris! We had a "watchduck" for many years. "Quackers" was the
alpha bitch and terrified people and animals alike! She thought she was a dog
and actually slept *on top* of the dogs at night. The whole community knew and
loved her -- except for one person who decided we were cruel for not allowing
Quackers to live on a body of water. (Quackers did have her own decent size
swimming pool.)
Anyhow, my parents were convinced Quackers had to be relocated to a pond about
a mile from the house. My sister and I protested loudly (i.e. bawled our eyes
out) to no avail. Quackers was taken to the pond, but returned home 3 days
later. Her feet were bloody, but she made it back home alive! She recovered
and lived to be an old ducky, but was eventually attacked and killed by a
wandering Dobie who jumped the fence. Quackers was buried in the backyard
alongside the dogs that she loved and outlived.
Doris, thanks for bringing back fond memories of our watchduck!
I hope everyone is having a great Thanksgiving!
Paulette McGuirt, GSDCA Member
Allemande German Shepherds
Qui Me Amat, Amat et Canem Meam
----- Original Message -----
From: "Doris E" <irrenhaus4@xxxxxxxxxxx>
To: "showlist" <Showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Thursday, November 27, 2008 12:45 PM
Subject: [ SHOWGSD-L ] True Thanksgiving story
Back in the Dark Ages, when I was about 10, my father was given a live
turkey for us to fatten up for the holidays.
We put him in our chicken yard (we lived on a ranch) and he quickly
realized he did not need to stay there as he was able to fly for short
distances.
Well, he became our watchturkey. He would not allow strangers out of
their cars, and he regularly accompanied me wherever I went. He even
followed when I rode my horse.
He was NEVER eaten, and lived a long and happy life. He literally ruled
the roost. My mother and I cried and cried when he finally died. Doris E
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