Showing posts with label my dog Lady. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my dog Lady. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 19, 2025

A LOOK BACK at LADY


I decided to do
a list of posts about my dog Lady, who passed on Sept. 17, 2016. I didn't find ALL of the posts I wrote about her, but this is a representative list.


By the way, the photo above was taken while we were walking at a local cemetery. Lady was rolling on her back, and she flipped over before I could get the shot.


I took WICKED LADY (below) at nearby Covington Park using a polarizing lens. I called her name and snapped the photo.


The shot at the bottom was taken in a neighbor's yard.


A LOOK BACK at LADY


A SPECIAL DOG named Lady (remembering my sweet girl)


A HAPPY MEMORY of Lady


My dog’s PRETTIER than YOUR DOG


A QUIET CHRISTMAS without Lady


WORRYING ABOUT LADY'S TAIL

LADY’S THE ONE WITH THE FLUFFY TAIL

CAMERA SHY; Lady was always afraid of the camera

A DOG HIDING IN MY ROOM


LICKED on the BIG-DOG SIDE (a memory of my sweet girl Lady)


We MADE it to the dog park, BARELY (a quick story from 2012)


ON THE RUN, with the collies in pursuit (a memory of Lady)


EXCITED LADY at the gas pumps; a memory of my sweet girl


LADY ON THE RUN at the dog park (a memory of my sweet girl)


A DANCING LADY, ready to go for a walk #canine


My hood caused Lady's DOUBLE-TAKE


GROWL AND PULL


LADY AND THE TREE LIMB


A MAJOR TANGLE FOR LADY


I WANT SOMETHING, Lady said; BUT WHAT?


Lady PLAYED, but Dixie? Not so much


THE THREE STOOGES


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WICKED LADY

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BLOG ENTRIES FROM THE AUTO RACING JOURNAL
(a book of great stories about the Intimidator)
(the book of great NASCAR stories)

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ROLLING IN THE GRASS IS A GAS

Monday, December 26, 2022

WORRYING ABOUT LADY'S TAIL

LADY'S FLUFFY TAIL WAS OBVIOUS

The most interesting
or attractive thing about our first dog, Lady, was her tail. It would fall to the floor when she was eating, but it was usually up and waving.

Most notably, Lady's tail was fluffy. It looked insubstantial, and I feared she'd lose it if another of our dogs, Buddy, pulled hard enough when they were playing.

I needn't have worried.

About five years after we got her, I was driving to the dog park one day, and Lady was standing on the rear seat, looking out the window. She turned and her tail CLUBBED ME IN THE HEAD! I saw stars for a moment, and IT HURT!

I realized then that there was something substantial under that fluff on the outside.

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BLOG ENTRIES FROM THE AUTO RACING JOURNAL
(a book of great stories about the Intimidator)
(the book of great NASCAR stories)