what a tough son of a beotch she was....you could hold a rubber 8 inch ring up in
the air and the dog would jump up and grab it in mid air and just hang there like she was glued on.....lookin sideways...real mean like
then it would start going ugh ugh - ugh ugh tugging away....
it made me real strong keeping that dog hoisted up in the air like that.
you could say she was my gym .my bar bells..or weights @60 lbs.
so one day i swung her onto my back and she never let go as
i walked down the road for a 1/4 mile with her tugging ugh ugh ugh endlessly....all the way...
then i tied on some carpet to my dirt bike for traction....and we'd go riding together out on the trails with the dog in between my legs sitting on the gas tank....she took all the turns and bumps like a pro!
i said all this to illustrate how tough this dog was......unbelievable.
i've posted this story before.....but some of the new guys might enjoy it, you could hear a whole pack of coyote pups....yelping most nights callin for their mama to bring home food up in the hills.
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A side note:
i'll never forget one day...and i never went anywhere without my 22 long rifle... the ole lady and i were sitting on the hillside getting some sun....and she had removed her top.... getting some sun
on her chest o- natural.... and was laying down....off in the distance i see a coyote moving and decide to shoot it....
i said....dont move...and used her as a gun rest....
not wanting to give our position away by getting up.... i squeezed off a shot
while she squinted her eyes shut....and i missed....but then the spent cartridge still hot....ejected and burnt her....as it was still hot.
so, i guess that was a bad idea.... lol ... and got yelled at...
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anyways back to the dog.... one night i let old sadie out as per usual to
stand watch.... and it was a totally pitch black night.... i was watching tv or doing something inside....cooking maybe....but the front door was wide open...
all of a sudden
i heard this huge commotion of snarling and biting , growling ..the nastiest dogfight i have ever heard....i would've grabbed my riffle but you couldnt see anything period....and would have needed a night vision scope....to see...it was that dark.
i instead grabbed onto a long piece of thick manzanita wood (like oak) that i was gonna cut up and burn and ran with it....getting real close...
swinging it like a bat....while yelling at the top of my lungs, swearing, cursing at
those damned coyotes ->thinking they were killing my dog....
a couple of times i got bumped by the animals and swung repeatedly my weapon of choice but never connected. finally i got ahold of
fur...and grabbed it up into my chest hoping it was my dog and not a coyote...there was several out there that night...and went running back to the house....with the dog in my arms....
i could see the front door opening ....because of the tv...
i was covered in blood and so was the dog.....all wet and slimey
and i was afraid .... she'd die before i could get her to a vet.
i thought...emergency stitches with fishing line...then i'll go!
and I put her in the tub...to rinse her off ....to find the wounds
i couldn't find a one.....not one cut.... it was all coyote blood.
i was never so proud of that dog.....and fed her some leftover steak. i tried searching by flashlight for the blood trail but kept loosing it... same thing at first light of day....it eventually ended.