I must finish the story of the dogs.
I left you with fuzzy puppies across the creek and disappearing into a cave.
I went to sleep that night a bit worried about them for two reasons. One was that they may have been hungry. We had not seen or heard the big dog...the mother...the ghost dog...since the past Saturday night and now it was Wednesday night. The other reason was coyotes. Would they be Ok? I had to just rest in the thought that they would be.
Thursday. We left the house at 8 in the morning and drove up to Buckhorn and taught character traits. We didn't get home until 3 in the afternoon. When we arrived home I had one plan on my mind, to go catch the puppies.
Nate drove the van around on 80 and to a little drive that took us to the other side of Troublesome Creek. It was the end of January and we had no desire to wade through the chilly water. We found a small trail along the creek and wound our way though the rocks. Nate was faster because I had to stop to take pictures of the awesome rocks and icicles.
I left you with fuzzy puppies across the creek and disappearing into a cave.
I went to sleep that night a bit worried about them for two reasons. One was that they may have been hungry. We had not seen or heard the big dog...the mother...the ghost dog...since the past Saturday night and now it was Wednesday night. The other reason was coyotes. Would they be Ok? I had to just rest in the thought that they would be.
Thursday. We left the house at 8 in the morning and drove up to Buckhorn and taught character traits. We didn't get home until 3 in the afternoon. When we arrived home I had one plan on my mind, to go catch the puppies.
Nate drove the van around on 80 and to a little drive that took us to the other side of Troublesome Creek. It was the end of January and we had no desire to wade through the chilly water. We found a small trail along the creek and wound our way though the rocks. Nate was faster because I had to stop to take pictures of the awesome rocks and icicles.
I caught up to him just as we were nearing the cave where we saw the puppies disappear. They were out again, playing, and when they saw us took off. One went further up the trail. The other two scooted into the cave. We took off after the wandering one. We found it hiding behind some a brush. Nate carefully caught it. We were afraid of getting bit.
We held her for awhile and then put her into a sheet tied together at the four corners and then headed back to find the other two. It wasn't exactly a cave, just a shelf that went back in about ten feet.
We had to get a long fat stick to reach back to move the puppies to the edge of the shelf to where we could catch them. He's glad he work gloves. They were both snappy and growly trying to get away. After some petting and holding, we put them all in the sheet and Nate carried them back to the car.
Three female puppies found a new home in our fenced in back yard. It took awhile to tame them - food finally won them over. Time after time at the dish we would carefully reach to pet their backs and they would run for cover.
The following Sunday Simeon and his girl friend Kimmie came over for lunch. Kimmie took pictures of them and sent them to her mom who was a dog groomer and the suggestion was made that they were Great Pyrenees. We did some research on the internet. Wow. Those puppies go for a lot! We called a local dog breeder who owned Great Pyrenees. They came over and confirmed it.
What were we going to do? Who is missing their dog that was to have puppies?
We talked for about a week discussing if we should even keep them.
We called Kay, the dog breeder again, and told her our qualms. She said, "Mary Beth, I sold three female dogs last fall to people in your area and all three dogs ran off on their owners. If you went to any of those owners they would take those puppies in a heartbeat. My suggestion is to just keep them and don't worry about it."
That settled it. Now we could keep all three. We would be eaten out of house and home. Shiloh wanted one. Ethan wanted one. Our college age children wanted them, but it was crazy for them to own one. They already had college expenses and lived in dorms. Where would they put a giant dog?
I put a few pictures on my facebook page and also some videos. Soon everyone was wanting a puppy. Who to give them to? We decided to give one to Kay the dog breeder. She said she would like one and Nate and I decided to give her one in exchange for using her male dog in a few years when the kids are settled and breed our dog so they can pick out a puppy.
One dog left. We heard from our son Ethan that Kimmie, a long time summer staff worker and soon to be on staff at camp full-time wanted one. That's when I remembered a few summers ago when Kimmie gave a presentation at family camp about her desire to work at camp and her deputation (support-raising progress). She also talked during that presentation how when she became full time she would get herself a large dog for protection.
Large dog. She wanted a large dog. Well, in the end, we called Kimmie and told her our desire to give her a puppy. Oh my! How excited she became over the phone. She had looked at the Great Pyrenees and knew she could never afford such a dog. We told her, "Kimmie, God knew all about your desire and gave it to you. This is definitely a God thing."
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It's been eights months now since our puppy adventure across the creek. Kimmie has her dog in MI and we have Juliette with us and enjoy her antics.
One thing we have noticed. These puppies are unusual. It must be the breed. They act like full grown well mannered quiet dogs.
Now Shiloh comes home from college and enjoys Juliette. (Shiloh named her)
Nate calls the dog Yetti for the big white abominable snow man, so we put the names together and call her Juliette. (Julie-Yetti)
The following Sunday Simeon and his girl friend Kimmie came over for lunch. Kimmie took pictures of them and sent them to her mom who was a dog groomer and the suggestion was made that they were Great Pyrenees. We did some research on the internet. Wow. Those puppies go for a lot! We called a local dog breeder who owned Great Pyrenees. They came over and confirmed it.
What were we going to do? Who is missing their dog that was to have puppies?
We talked for about a week discussing if we should even keep them.
We called Kay, the dog breeder again, and told her our qualms. She said, "Mary Beth, I sold three female dogs last fall to people in your area and all three dogs ran off on their owners. If you went to any of those owners they would take those puppies in a heartbeat. My suggestion is to just keep them and don't worry about it."
That settled it. Now we could keep all three. We would be eaten out of house and home. Shiloh wanted one. Ethan wanted one. Our college age children wanted them, but it was crazy for them to own one. They already had college expenses and lived in dorms. Where would they put a giant dog?
I put a few pictures on my facebook page and also some videos. Soon everyone was wanting a puppy. Who to give them to? We decided to give one to Kay the dog breeder. She said she would like one and Nate and I decided to give her one in exchange for using her male dog in a few years when the kids are settled and breed our dog so they can pick out a puppy.
One dog left. We heard from our son Ethan that Kimmie, a long time summer staff worker and soon to be on staff at camp full-time wanted one. That's when I remembered a few summers ago when Kimmie gave a presentation at family camp about her desire to work at camp and her deputation (support-raising progress). She also talked during that presentation how when she became full time she would get herself a large dog for protection.
Large dog. She wanted a large dog. Well, in the end, we called Kimmie and told her our desire to give her a puppy. Oh my! How excited she became over the phone. She had looked at the Great Pyrenees and knew she could never afford such a dog. We told her, "Kimmie, God knew all about your desire and gave it to you. This is definitely a God thing."
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It's been eights months now since our puppy adventure across the creek. Kimmie has her dog in MI and we have Juliette with us and enjoy her antics.
One thing we have noticed. These puppies are unusual. It must be the breed. They act like full grown well mannered quiet dogs.
Now Shiloh comes home from college and enjoys Juliette. (Shiloh named her)
Nate calls the dog Yetti for the big white abominable snow man, so we put the names together and call her Juliette. (Julie-Yetti)
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