Readers ask about Charlie Sue, who adopted me at the headquarters of Walmart and Tyson Chicken. She is a Patterdale Terrier with a mix of Chihuahua, lots of fun and excitement. She loves the outdoors, running and digging, and loves to adopt members of her fanclub.
She prefers to stay outside during the day, which is not enough. She loves to go out to run at the end of the cul-de-sac, a large expanse of grass with bushes and trees, plus access to more canine friends. Everyone has a dog.
Charlie races and digs all day, and she loves big circular runs in grass, where she comes back to me as if on an attack, grinning.
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| Porchie and Dustmop are members of Charlie's fan club. |
The owner of Doggie Daycare (next door) is impressed with Charlie's willingness to walk with me, no leash. Sometimes I hold the leash in my hand for when we walk over to Bible John's home. John and Pat love to see her. Once Charlie knows a family, she wants to go over and get some love. One couple said, "So this is the next dog, from Sassy Sue to Charlie Sue." Sassy is fondly remembered for her long walks and affection. (Sassie refused to give Pat a kiss because that made Bible John and me laugh each time.) Sassy got so many chicken treats that the crows and starlings gathered on a large tree, overlooking two yards, to pick up the bones.
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| Sassy always protected her Lincoln Town Car from strangers. An officer who stopped me asked if he could pet Sassy. I was a wee bit lost. He offered to drive me to the nearest gas station. Sassy adopted people quickly and listened to my suggestions. |
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| Sassy's three-legged jumps stunned kids and adults who admired her. |
