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- Mar 14, 2017
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This is my 3 rd healer
I love them, tough, loyal, smart, and the perfect size.
If this guy is anything like the first two I will be a happy guy.
He seems to be well on his way, he had an amazing start to life with the couple I got him from.
I grew up running Walker, Cur, and Bluetick hounds. I liked them but they were not true companions. My wife grew up with Border Collies. They were house dogs. I always thought having a dog in the house was ridiculous. Well she changed me......for the better. We were in college and when got married we had to move around a bit while I was teaching so she was without a dog. We were living 40 miles south of the farm. One night just before Christmas my Dad called me and said I had big decision to make. Nine years before our neighbor was murdered by his son. His widow was a helluva woman and she was determined to stay on the farm. We farmed the place and she always said we would have first option to purchase it down the road. Well after nine years she called Dad and said she was tired of the winters and moving to town. When her husband was killed she went to the shelter and got a big Yellow Lab mix for protection. That was "Pete". Well during the "negotiations" to buy the farm ole Pete was a a big point of contention. Dad asked her since she was moving into town what she was planning to do with Pete. She said she was just going to take him back to the shelter. Dads said "the hell you are, if we buy this farm we are getting the dog too. That dog has been your faithful companion for 9 years and he is going to stay here". We did buy the farm and the dog did come with it. He was a gentle dog but a horrible dog in another sense. He was an outdoor dog but we let him in during poor weather. His hearing was soo sensitive he would destroy the doors and windows trying to get inside if he heard any loud noise. His mental state got soo bad that we had to put him down at about age 17 which is a damn long time for a big dog. He is buried down by the chicken house.