All my children (dogs)

You never realize how many pets you can go through over the years but I have been through quite a few.
From the time I was a little girl, we had a German Shepherd names Rusty.  I loved that dog but he liked to play rough.  He and I were playing outside one day near the clothes line.  My mother had just put the bed sheets out on the line to dry.  So I decided to play hide and seek with my dog.  It was so much fun until we got tangled in one of the bed sheets and he grabbed hold of the end of it and ripped it right in half.  Of course we both got in trouble but my mother said one more time and that dog was going to go! Go where? I was only about 6 years old so where could that dog go anyway? It was time for me to get all my "shots" before I started school. Back in my day, we had to have the small pox shot which made a scab on your left arm.  I was on the back porch when Rusty saw me.  He was so excited that he jumped up to lick my face and pulled the scab off of my arm. Needless to say, that was it. Now the dog had to go.  I didn't know where he was going until a man in a white truck came to the door to take him away.  I must have cried for days but it did not bring Rusty back.  To this day, I am a believer that once you get a dog, it stays until you or the dog dies.

My next blog will be about the 2nd dog in my life.     Mr. Yen