[Maggie, first day] [Maggie snoozing]

Maggie

( 05/08/20 - )

After Murray and Melly passed away, we were without a dog for several years. We must have whined about it, or looked lonely, or something, 'cuz one day our neighbor stopped by and said, "Hey, come on over, we've got something to show you." That something was a little furry bundle that was eight-week-old Maggie, who they had picked up at a rescue shelter. From her coloring at the time, you would have thought she was a Rottie, or similar, but her mother was an indeterminate-mix hound dog. No clue on the father. As maggie grew, her black areas receded, and the tan spread, showing more of her mixed pedigree. (She has blue spots on her tongue -- maybe a bit of Chow in the mix?)

Maggie doesn't seem to know that she's a "small" dog (40-45 lbs). She's a fierce gaurdian, and when we board her at a kennel, they have to put her in the "Doggy Day-Care" class with the big dogs, as she just bowls over the smaller ones when playing. Outside, she can run forever, but she's also just as content to curl up and snooze on the couch all day.

[Maggie on bed] [Maggie on chair]
[Maggie at one year]


[Melly at SICSA] [Melly wondering]

Mélange

( ~02/25/02 - 01/03/17 )

"Melly" was (we think) a Dalmation / Border Collie cross. She was a medium-sized dog at about 60 pounds. We adopted her from the SICSA animal shelter in Kettering, Ohio. Melly was absolutely fearless (except around sudden, loud noises), very inquisitive, and loved playing with people and other dogs. When younger, she seemed to have a phenomenally endless supply of energy (imagine a giant Jack Russell terrier that can herd animals and small children at warp 9), but she slowed down a tad in her golden years. From the way she was always climbing on furniture, and the things she ate, we believe there may have been a goat somewhere in her pedigree. Generally, everybody thought she was just cute as a button.

Melly graduated from CATC's beginning obedience class. We highly recommend it.

[Melly at rest] [Melly deciding whether to eat the camera] [Melly outside playing]


[Newborn Murray] [Murray a few days old] [Murray at a couple of weeks] [Murray ready to leave the litter]

Murray

( 12/07/03 - 07/02/15 )

For quite a while, we were a two-dog family. Like Moose, Murray was a cross-breed -- mom was a black Labrador Retreiver and dad was a big Golden Retriever. We got him from a really great dog family in rural central Ohio. Unfortunately, Murray's mother died giving birth, so Murray was hand-raised as a small puppy. He grew up loving everyone and pretty much everything except bright lights.

Murray's job was to to be a playmate for Melly, running down some of her energy. He would "stalk" her across the yard, slinking low, then suddenly explode toward her. Melly would merely teleport a few yards away, hit the afterburners, and then the chase was on -- the two of them running almost endlessly through back yards and out onto golf-course fairways, Melly zig-zagging, head-faking, and jinxing back and forth, and Murry staight-line galloping behind.

Murray passed away rather suddenly, from chronic liver disease that we never knew he had.

[Murray with a toy] [Murray being posed for a portrait] [Murray's last photo]

[On the golf course] [Playing]


[Portrait of Moose]

Moose

( 06/02/90 - 01/09/02 )

Moose was our first Black Lab / Golden Retriever mix, which is a fabulous dog variety. He was a very happy, exceptionally mellow dog. The neighborhood kids, moms, and other dogs often stopped by during their evening strolls to play with him. Moose also graduated from CATC's beginning obedience class, and won "Best in Class" and "Most Improved" ribbons. Moose loved cheeseburgers, and hated having his nails trimmed.

Sadly, Moose passed away after a long battle with Cushing's disease. He is sorely missed.


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