We next had a solid black mixed breed named Jet. He was a good dog to take into the woods behind our house. He loved to chase rabbits and squirrels, and he always warned us when a snake was around. He was eventually bitten by a snake and did not survive the bout.
When my grandpa started raising beagles, he had an award winning bitch named Bingo. I was given one of her pups when I was about 13. I named her Belle. I loved to hear that little girl bark and she would run all day. As a teenager, I did not pay her as much attention as she deserved, but my little brothers took good care of her. Belle was still apart of the family when I moved away for school.
We have had a few dogs over the years, but for several years we had no pets because we were so busy and away from home for days at a time so often, it would not have been fair to any furry friend.
But about four years ago we took on the task of raising our two youngest grandsons. I think all boys need a dog, so I tried to find out if I could trace out any of the beagle bloodline from my grandfather’s work. The AKC told me they could not give out such information because of privacy matters. That was about the time Katrina and Rita struck the Gulf Coast, and there were lots of dogs in need of a boy or two.
We went to a local shelter and rescued a big yellow lab that we named Buccaneer. He looks a bit like Old Yeller in the Disney movie and he acts about like him too. I have seen the boys tackle him and him tackle them. I have seen them lying on the ground with one’s head on the other’s belly. Buc loves to fetch, especially when we take him to the creek at the back of our neighborhood and throw a stick or a Frisbee in the water. It is exactly as I hoped it would be, for the dog and for the boys!
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