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Hound Dog Places 7th by a Nose in Half-Marathon

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What’s this nonsense about nobody knows where Elkmont, Alabama is? Ludivine Hamlin decided to do something about it. Ludivine is not your ordinary town’s spokesperson. Ludivine is a bloodhound, between 2 and 3 years old. Ludivine told her owner April Hamlin she had to go outside. Sometimes after Ludivine takes care of the necessary, she roams around her farm, and then into the small Alabama town...

Taming the Tigers, I Mean the Grandcats

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Have you ever had two Bengal Tigers in your house as pets? Our grandcats, in their home environment, seemed to be credible creatures. You have to understand, Lola, the Pomeranian and our granddog regards the two grandcats as her cats. When it was time for Lola to come over here, then we thought her cats should come with her, Sassafras, known as Sass, and Gilley. Lola’s cats do not look like...

Smokey the Dog and the Moo Cow

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He was primarily a small ball of fur when we first saw him. A friend of my sister was giving him away. My brother-in-law wasn’t fond of dogs then. He has since reformed, reformed when he came upon a rattlesnake in their rural setting, and a big chow dog, unknown and unannounced, came to his rescue to warn him of the impending danger. That chow became known as Harold, and was joined later by a...

Andy the Dog

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Andy’s gone now. This is a recounting of his time. Andy’s fifteen plus now. If a dog has been lucky enough to live this long, the aches and pains that might have skipped him, find their proper places to occupy his body now. His eyesight is poor. He has to edge along the walls of each room to find his way. His hearing has diminished considerably. He detects sounds somewhat, but can’t seem to...

My Sister and Big Boy the Dog

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Note One: And the idiot is—ME. When I wrote a tribute to sis that the funeral home posted, I thought I used the term gosh awful stroke, and when it turned out darn stroke in the tribute, I thought the funeral home had changed it, which was agitating, because as you will see below, it was supposed to be a personal tribute to sis. In the second paragraph of the original story below I said...

Odie’s Eyes

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Dogs are intelligent. They show us what kind of human beings we are. December 10, 1991. Perhaps not a memorable date for most, only those who had a reason to remember. My wife and I did. Odie died. He had been going to the vet for daily treatment, and I had decided to stay with him on this particular day. He seemed to be holding his own, and the vet felt I could leave for lunch at home which was...