Wendy wrote:
I'm so glad I found these
pictures of your dog. 5
years ago, me and some friends were
out sighting in our deer rifles and
on the way home we came across
these 2 pups. They were cold,
hungry, dirty, tired. I didn't
hesitate to put them in the truck
and bring them home. We did stop at
the nearest farmstead to see if they
knew who the pups belonged to. She
happened to be the mail carrier for
the area and she had never seen
them. She said that someone had
probably dumped them.
Within the next couple days I had
them to see the vet. He figured
they were 4-6 months old and took a
guess that they might be black
lab/springer mix. So for all this
time I haven't really known what
they are until someone told me of
the Labradinger and Springador mix.
When I saw your dog Dakota, I about
dropped! I am looking at my dog
Magnum!! It's amazing! Mags is
around 60lbs and Sunday is a little
squirt at 27lbs. We believe they
are sisters. They also have the
white chin and chest. We have an
absolute blast together.
I named Magnum because we were
shooting Magnums that day, and
Sunday cause we found them on a
Sunday.
We live in Fargo ND.
Give Dakota Kisses!!
I just loved your website. I just had to share
our bitter sweet story.
Chuck,
the sweetest and most adorable little dog you
could ever see. He was a rare dog in all senses
of the word. He was a mix between a Basset and
a Golden Retriever. He had the looks of a
Retriever but was the size of a Basset with
Basset legs and paws; short and stalky. My
fiancé rescued him from a local shelter when he
was just a pup and he cam into my life when he
was two years old.
Now I
am not a dog lover, but he captured my heart
with his beautiful sad little eyes. Always
happy to play as well as cuddle. He thought he
was a lap dog at a whopping 40 pounds! When he
played he’d growl as if he was a giant
man-eating dog. It was very funny. I would
laugh myself silly playing with him. He would
play fetch and tug-of-war for hours on end.
I
have a 4-year-old little girl who just fell in
love with him as well. Chuck was her teddy bear
and insisted on sleeping with each other every
night. The two of them would tear up my house
and harass my cats so much it would drive me
insane. But to hear my little girl giggle in
the process, you never heard a little girl so
happy! When they played together, he would drag
my daughter across the floor by tugging on his
rope she held on to. She’d just giggle to her
little heart’s delight.
Chuck
was our baby. I wish I had a photo to share
but, unfortunately, I took advantage of the time
we had with our baby. We live in the country
and our Chuck ruled the world chasing rabbits in
the fields and trying his best to please Daddy
with his great hunting finds! You see, about a
week ago, our Chuck was taken from us by a
careless driver. One unusually warm February
afternoon, we let Chuck out to play, and he
never came home. A kind passerby found our baby
on the highway we lived on. Someone had
carelessly raced down the highway and didn’t
even try to stop or slow down and took our
puppy’s life.
Chuck
was the ruler of all dogs. He loved everyone
and tried to play all dogs and even cats! (The
cats weren’t too keen on the idea.) We will
miss you Chucky-boy! You will always be loved
and never truly replaced.
For our Chuck, died Friday,
February 4, 2005, at
the young age of 4
-Marcy (Iowa)
