
Boots was one half of a doggy duo with Joey, an older Beagle. They got along fairly well, as I recall, with a tired and wise Joey teaching a young and rambunctious Boots all about being the family dog.
I remember Boots being very frightened by thunderstorms and managing to wedge his not small body behind a bookshelf during one storm.
I have a memory, and I think it is accurate, of Boots resting his head on my feet as I sat in the living room. I remember walking him and I think he was along one day when my mother, at least one other brother, and I hiked out into a several-foot deep freak snowstorm late one winter.
This photo was taken late in Boots' life. He lived a long life and I think he was happy. He certainly did not lack for kids to romp with.
He did have to learn to live with a large number of cats over his lifetime. At times there were probably three cats, and sometimes a rabbit, in the house with him.
But Boots was a good-hearted sort. Not too bright, but ready to love and be loved.
1 comment:
Awww Boots looks like a great furbaby!
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