Dogs 'R' Us
What can I say?! Our dogs! We love 'em! Join us for a little introduction to our beloved beasts. They are all different, yet all the same. They have been with us for several years and are part of our family.
Puppy
Let's start with Dog Number One, Puppy. An almost all black female Catahoula. She is the first to come to our family. A "free" dog. Puppy was given to us by a friend, Kelly, who breeds Catahoulas. You know the story...too many dogs. Kelly gave us Puppy when she was six months old. You don't even have to own one to see that a Catahoula is a different kind of dog than most. When you look at one, you know that they know. An almost iron exterior hides the total personality of this dog. They are a one person, one family dog. Very devoted, does not cotton to change, very stringy and powerful, yet an excellent house dog. Puppy meanders in and out of the house. In almost all weather the front door is open and she is free to come and go. She used to "run" more than now. Puppy has gotten older and has become quite the homebody in the last few years. Take a look at her in the front floorboard of the car. She is "catching a ride" from the gate to the house.
Lucy
Dog Number Two, Lucy, is a mixed Catahoula. She was another "free" dog. An owner release from the Leon County Dog Pound. She was one year old when we got her. We took her home and she was instantly comfortable with us and the surroundings. She was completely house trained. I believe she is part Border Collie too. The Border Collie has tempered the Catahoula. You can see both breeds in her. Lucy is extra sweet (not like that pure Catahoula up above, who shows little affection). Lucy has one blue eye and one brown eye which you can see really well in the picture of her under the truck. She is covered with beautiful black, blue and grey speckles. Lucy is ultra content. She is always happy. Lucy is the kind of dog who makes you feel good just being next to.
TonyBear
It is indeed true that only the good die young. After suffering for three days from an unknown traumatic neurological event, TonyBear was put to sleep. We brought him home and buried our precious boy next to the bike trail. He was the best dog I have ever had.
