And there's more to the Sydney story....this little pooch loved the water. While on one of our RV road trips, we were in Missouri I believe it was. We took a walk in the woods and came upon a rather rapidly flowing river. The dog was on a leash, in her harness so we didn't pay too much attention to her. Suddenly, there was a tug on the leash, she had decided to go for a swim and was starting to head downstream. It was like we were fishing and reeled in a doggie...
She also loved to play catch and I'm not good at throwing a ball far enough for her. When Mike got home from work, she'd have her ball ready and would be dancing at the door to the back yard, ready for a game of throw and fetch. Some nights it was DARK and still, she'd see that ball and never miss a mid-air catch.
It's sad that our furry friends don't get to spend as much time with us as we'd like. She enjoyed her life, though a bit timid of strangers till she knew them, she was a great protector of our house. The mailman was one of her enemies though. One day as he was delivering a box to the house, he asked, "Why doesn't she like me?" I told him she came with that "problem." While visiting our son who lived in Las Vegas at the time, we were all in the front yard when suddenly the mailman's truck went by...Sydney was off like a shot. She was going so fast, she didn't have time to bark....lol. The dog could run faster than the speed of light and did so silently! One time in CA just before a visit to her vet for a checkup and shots, we were getting into the car and the mail truck went by. She was a blur. Ripped one of the pads on her foot. Luckily, we were off to the vet and he treated it. When I told him what happened, he just smiled, then laughed and bandaged her foot.
Oh, I miss my sweet pooch. Time took a great toll on my little athletic doggie. We had her for 12 years, not nearly long enough. She was 14 when she left us.
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