There have always been dogs in my life. When I was born, part of our family was an Irish Setter named Baron. He was dad's pheasant hunting companion and a guardian over my brother, sister and me. When we moved from rural Ohio to the mountains of Colorado we had a bull terrier, Tippy. After we moved to the ranch we had Beagles, the most memorable being Beauregard, who was my rabbit hunting partner all through my high school years.
After Carol and I married and eventually moved back to the ranch with our four boys, Grande, a purebred Saint Bernard became a member of our family. He was one of the smartest, gentlest, easiest to train dogs I've ever had the privilege to know. When we took the kids out of school early one year and traveled the western United States he was with us. He was a joyful companion and a trustworthy guardian.
Next to join the family was Rusty, a Cocker Spaniel who traveled with us from Arizona to Oregon. Here's his story.
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