Fat Man and Pup

My parents bought a different place and we moved. The new place was not far from where we were living, but it was much larger. We went from 5 acres of property to 30 acres. Wow! It seemed huge! My sister and I would race all over the property on our poines pretending to be Indians, pioneers, Star Wars characters, or what ever else our imagination could come up with. All the while, we had a special, faithful companion. She was quite unimaginatively named "Pup".

Pup was a female Border Collie that came to us as a puppy by way of Fat Man. I'm sure this individual had a real name, but have no clue as to what it was, for that's always what everyone called him. He was a HUGE guy, and very nice. He also had Border Collie dogs. One day, my dad came home as told us that Fat Man said we could have a puppy, our pick. We were so excited!

We went to Fat Man's barn where the puppies were rolling around on the floor. They were all so CUTE! We finally decided on a puppy...of course Dad guided us toward a female. She was not only to be our companion, but Fluff was still the Boss dog, and Dad did not want any issues with dog fights.

Pup turned out to be the best friend I had during that time in my life. She was smart, responsive, and not annoying. She would not make herself obnoxious, but she went everywhere we went. As Pup grew, so did her protectiveness over "her" kids.

As I said earlier, we lived on 30 acres of land. Some of this was open land and some was woods. The neighboring property was very similar. Blackberry bushes grew in abundance over our land and the neighbors land..(which we were pretty much able to wander across uninhibited). We would go blackberry picking often so Mom could make blackberry cobbler! There were many times we went picking when we were sure there were snakes in the area, but we never saw them because Pup was on duty!