Randy Tidwell
Well-Known Member
Thought I would share one more story.
In my late 20's I had a young Shorthair named Pipper (the one that was stolen from me). I took her and Dad to a local Pheasant club to work her and let dad get some shooting in.
When I picked him up, Pipper was in the cab of the truck with me. Dad was old school, dogs belong in the trunk or the bed of the truck. He bitched all the way there telling me to train her right, put her in the back.
I finally had enough and told him to drop it, my dog rides in the cab with me, you can get in the back.
It was wet muddy day and dad had 8 birds in his bag when we got back to the truck. He got in the cab to pour us a cup of coffee. I made the mistake of opening the drivers door, Pipper was covered in mud leaped in to the truck.
I grabbed for her collar so she wouldn't get dad muddy. He slapped my hand away told me to leaver her alone as she laid her head on his lap. He said "Leave her alone!" and started petting her.
I looked at him and said "What happened to dogs belong in the back?"
He just smiled and said "She can ride where she wants!"
Funny how fast a good dog will change someone's mind.
Photo from about that time.
In my late 20's I had a young Shorthair named Pipper (the one that was stolen from me). I took her and Dad to a local Pheasant club to work her and let dad get some shooting in.
When I picked him up, Pipper was in the cab of the truck with me. Dad was old school, dogs belong in the trunk or the bed of the truck. He bitched all the way there telling me to train her right, put her in the back.
I finally had enough and told him to drop it, my dog rides in the cab with me, you can get in the back.
It was wet muddy day and dad had 8 birds in his bag when we got back to the truck. He got in the cab to pour us a cup of coffee. I made the mistake of opening the drivers door, Pipper was covered in mud leaped in to the truck.
I grabbed for her collar so she wouldn't get dad muddy. He slapped my hand away told me to leaver her alone as she laid her head on his lap. He said "Leave her alone!" and started petting her.
I looked at him and said "What happened to dogs belong in the back?"
He just smiled and said "She can ride where she wants!"
Funny how fast a good dog will change someone's mind.
Photo from about that time.