We already had a dog but our sixteen year old twins,
Schemed together and talked my parents into letting them get another one.
The dog I had was the only one I needed and wanted.
She was a shiny little purebred black cocker spaniel named Lily.
We also lived in a small house at the time.
The twins called from my parent’s cottage saying,
” guess what Mom? We bought you are puppy.
” I said ” In a loud angry voice.
“What? let me talk to Granna right now.”
My Mom explained that the twins thought I really wanted another dog.
I couldn’t understand how she could let them talk her into it,
without discussing it with us first.
But they had been really convincing and told her,
not only would I really love it but the man at the fair,
would drown her if they didn’t buy her.
So they used their twenty dollar allowance and bought the darn thing.
We called her Stormy, after the family storm she had caused.
Stormy was a mixed breed a boxer collie mix and tri-coloured.
At first she looked like a little pig with huge paws.
I knew she would be big and she was!
But I never realized how much I would love her.
Or how big a part of our family she would become.
Stormy was an incredible watch dog, she chased away bears.
And when we were in an isolated place a suspicious intruder was scared away.
Stormy carved a place in our hearts greeting us with such joy and affection.
She was especially close to one of the twins our son.
Even though in later years she developed arthritis,
and tumours that could slow her down.
She still enjoyed swimming in the lake and playing in our big yard in the country.
She passed away when she was fourteen years old a great old lady.
Oh boy we sure miss her, love you, our Stormy.