Man's Best Friend
Life With Alice
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
Friendly Church in Santee
Alice is the unofficial mascot of Prospect Avenue Baptist Church. She loves all people and makes friends easily.
Looking for a good church in Santee? We are hosting a get-acquainted dinner on Saturday, 9/10. Check out ProspectBaptistSantee.com You might get to meet Alice :)
Looking for a good church in Santee? We are hosting a get-acquainted dinner on Saturday, 9/10. Check out ProspectBaptistSantee.com You might get to meet Alice :)
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Still the Best Dog on the Block
What a blessing Alice has been to our family these past two years. We got her through www.apassionforpaws.org Akita Rescue in San Diego. They drove her down from L.A. and took $100 off their usual fee. Ben had located her in an online ad. This was after we had been denied the adoption of a neurotic Boxer mix because we planned for the dog to sleep in a doghouse outside. The Lord was looking out for us.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Keeping An Eye on Things
Another one from the "nice but not necessary" file: God made dogs to hang out with and serve human folks. God demonstrates His care for us in so many incredible ways. I like to look for these kinds of things in my life.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Faithful Companions (and some nice dogs, too).
Alice at 2 years, 4 months. Some sort of bulldog with some sort of sight hound, and who knows what else. Loves running down small animals, playing with human and dog pals - and napping. Fearless and friendly.
Toni (dream wife) with her first duck, a canvasback, with Sam, then about 3 years-old. Sam was from some major Chesapeake Bay Retriever stock, a tremendous hunter, seemed to teach himself something new every time we went. He was powerful, smart, birdie, and sort of a loner - a one-man kind of dog. Generally did not play well with other dogs though he usually minded his manners. He would guard my truck, warding people off with that teeth-baring wolf growl when I was in a store or restaurant.
Toni and I used to take Sam down to the river and throw the bumper for him. He was a workhorse; he also took first in his class in obedience.
Sweet outfit. Ben about 4 going on 5 here; my little hunting buddy. Rocky was maybe 3, a smaller, super athletic Chessie, sparkled at obedience. Rock did not get much hunting experience but performed all manner of tasks around the yard. I used to prune our shade trees and Rock would load the limbs into our trailer. He watched out for Ben and me too - a little too much; he bit a couple kids. I had to put him down; one of the nastiest things I have had to do.
Friday, July 9, 2010
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