Kit And King

Hello everyone, yes I have been almost absent.  Lots of things going on, work mostly.  That does not mean that I have not been Moody!

I haven't owned a dog in a long time and I probably won't for awhile for several reasons.  If I actually got another dog, I cannot decide between a big dog or a little dog.  Little dogs are a lot easier to deal with.  But I love and have had big dogs.  This brings to mind many dog stories.

Kit is our mom and this is one of her stories.

When she was a child, her father dubbed her Kitten, funny, it was because she was afraid of cats.  As she got older, it shortened to Kit and that is what everyone called her.  A long, long time ago, she had a dog called King.  He was a large german shepherd.  She lived in CA at the time.  She was single, and this dog was quite loyal to her.  To others, he was scary as many german shepherds are.

I love this story, because it sounds like a dog I once owned, Lance.

Mom had been at work or somewhere and was on her way home.  It was dark.  She had ridden a bus to the end of her road and proceeded to walk the rest of the way home.  Keep in mind this was back in the 40's and in the country.  So she was walking this long gravel road or lane to her house.  She said she started to hear footsteps on the gravel somewhere behind her that were not her own.  When she quickened her own steps, the footsteps following her also quickened.

She was not a wimp at all, but she said she was getting scared, it was dark and she was not sure what was happening.  She started running.  The footsteps behind also started running.

She knew that King was in the yard on a chain connected to a very large iron stake in the ground.  He was a very large imposing figure of a dog.  He was very loyal to my mom.

As she started running and heard the steps behind her start running also, she started screaming King's name.  She heard him start to bark and make lots of noise hitting the end of that chain trying to get to her.

Now I am figuring that just that racket alone would have made the follower rethink the situation, but there was not much time for that.  Still far away, mom said that in his desperation to get to her, King pulled the stake out of the ground and took off toward her with a racket that would have scared anyone out of their wits.

She said that he was ferociously barking and growling while all along the way you could hear the heavy chain and stake beating the ground after him.  Immediately she felt saved.  She said with all her yelling and King's chain banging, she no longer heard the person pursuing her and didn't hear anything from that person afterward.  Go figure!!

And of course, like a scene from a movie, her and King met somewhere in the middle and hugged and both felt like a job well done!

I love that story, I remember times of my own when certain dogs that we had owned were just as protective and it is a very good feeling.

It takes living in the country these days to own a dog like that and most people do not have that luxury.  I call it a luxury and if you have ever lived both, country, lots of land and city, house with a yard, you know what I am talking about.

Thanks for listening!  Have a blessed day!