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Let's Talk: Do You Remember Your First Dog?

Offbeat  (tags: animals, environment, protection, pets, dogs )

- 1742 days ago -
I remember a lot about mine -- Bandit, who lived with us for 15 years. We never got to say goodbye

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Ljiljana M (115)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 5:30 am
Bandit had a good life, he had ... everuthing.
Thank you Cher.

Kit B (276)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 12:51 pm

Of course I remember her. She was treasure.

Birgit W (160)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 1:46 pm

Dotti L (85)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 2:05 pm
I fondly remember my first puppy and every one since. My next one will be a little older rescue dog.

Ilona V (0)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 2:14 pm
Every single moment - Fritzchen - he was my soul dog ...
(my profile photo)

Heather L (3)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 2:27 pm
I will always remember my Rex, my best friend for the first 13 years of my life.

Claudia O (73)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 2:43 pm
My first dog was actually a neighbor's, but he took to me and I to him and he slept beneath my window each night. Though he was "owned" by someone else, he was my dog and I loved Duke very much. He made me realize that when I grew up and had my own home, it would be shared with dogs. And it is.

Ruth C (87)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 3:13 pm
I remember all my animals, they live in my heart always.
My first doggie was Terry, my dad found him walking the streets, he was a maltese mix.

Barbara V (51)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 5:14 pm
I surely do. She was a runt German Shepherd named Lady, and we were fast buddies. She went everywhere with me. It turns out that I am actually a cat person, but Lady was the very first pet I ever had, and I loved her dearly. I'm just glad one of my parents took a photo of the two of us together.

Kate Kenner (215)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 5:25 pm
Of course I do.I was 3 and I found him at the bottom of my street. May parents never did figure out what I was doing down the by myself-ah it was the 50's. We named him Butch and my brother and I used to put a towel on his head and call him Grandma owes. he ran all over because it was the 50's and people just let their dogs out. he lived 'til he was 13.

Julia P (39)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 5:56 pm
My dad had a bird dog named Bozo before I was born. He was my first best buddy, even though my dad had a kennel full of them that he raised. Bo was smart as a whip & learned to climb a ladder so he could eat the cat's food. He spent the rest of the day on the roof until Dad got home to get him down every afternoon. Dad picked him from the litter by tossing a quail from his hunting vest in the middle of the litter. All the pups ran except for Bo, who grabbed the bird first. He lived to be 13, and we all still talk about what a great dog he was. I'm still surrounded by dogs. Can't imagine life without them!

Connie O (44)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 7:30 pm
I remember my first dog, and everyone since....never forget them!

DaleLovesOttawa O (198)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 8:05 pm
Very easily as I was terrified of dogs for much of my life at age 7...two roaming dogs tore a kitten out of my arms and killed her - so I disliked dogs for a long time. My brother's home burned down at one point so he moved back home with a Gordon Setter, who was adorable and she took away my fear of larger dogs. Had several dogs in later life and they were delightful, one coming from a shelter, he was eight years old when I brought him home. I am a cat person but dogs are wonderful.

Sue Clayton (8)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 10:05 pm
I was an only child with both parents working full time, which meant I had to get myself ready for school every day and come home to an empty house. By the time I was 14 I'd begun to go off the rails a little and one day, I came home after school to find Mum there with a surprise for me. A beautiful Golden Labrador puppy. I named him Sandy and he became my constant companion. I trained him myself and we would go for long walks down to the river, he loved the water. When I would go in for a swim he wouldn't let me go too deep, swimming in front of me and pushing me back with his front paws. Every night he would sleep on my bed and one night I woke up to him growling. I sat up and he was standing across me facing the window. I saw a shadow but nothing happened. Whoever it was ran away and we settled back to sleep. When Sandy was four I had my first baby and what a super Nanny he was. Three years later I had my second and he was so careful and loving around my children. If a stranger came close he would growl gently, as a warning. When he was 10yrs old I had to go into hospital for a short time and one evening Mum brought the kids up to see me but she had some very sad news. My Sandy had been poisoned with a Strychnine bait. I was devastated and couldn't understand why someone had to kill my gentle, loving friend. I have some lovely photos of him and I'll never forget my very first REAL friend.

Caroline S (78)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 11:20 pm
Of course I will always remember my first dog! I was 8, he was like my little brother and my best friend for 14 years.
I just loved him.

Caree C (251)
Wednesday September 11, 2013, 11:45 pm
The first dog in our family when I was a kid, was a beautiful, wonderful, German Sheperd named Duquesa (Duchess). She was loving and very protective of my brother and me.

Bruno Moreira (61)
Thursday September 12, 2013, 11:41 am
noted thanks

carol k (17)
Thursday September 12, 2013, 6:17 pm
How could I ever forget my Lady. She was a cast awy dumped off in the country as a young pup. She was a black white Old English spaniel. She lived with me for 14 lovely years.

Karen Chestney (112)
Friday September 13, 2013, 3:33 am
My 1st dog was a St. Bernard named Butch. My Grandmother put him in my crib. He was 6wks. old I was 3 days old. He grew a little faster than I did. But we became inseparable.

Sara P (54)
Friday September 13, 2013, 8:15 am
I was really a baby, his name was Ringo and somebody poisoned him in our garden.........hard time.......
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