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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

The Legend of the Skye

Ever hear of a breed called a skye terrier? Their heritage has actually been one of the most heart-wrenching stories I've heard yet in updating this dog book of mine. I'm working on an updated version. It'll probably not be released for quite a while. I still have a lot of work left on it. I even changed the title name. It used to be called "Eight Steps to Caring For A Dog". Now I call it plainly "UMG's Encyclopedia of the World of Dogs". I thought that was a much better title, because I've added another "step". LOL! Actually chapter. I'm still considering putting a chapter about breeding in there. But I don't know. I really don't want it to be that kind of book. I do mention breeding and how to find the right breeder in the chapter about getting a dog. But I don't go into depth in it. It's basically just a paragraph or two about breeding.

Anyway, the skye terrier. It's said to be the most loyal of the terriers. I used to have a skye terrier. His name was Sir Knight, and we had him when I was 7 years old. We didn't keep him long, unfortunately. He was still a baby when my ma gave him to a friend of the family. But I did see him when he was all grown. He had those characteristic hairy ears with the hair on the tips that drooped down, and he had the arch of fur over his eyes that is also characteristic of the breed. Ma never knew what breed he was, I didn't either when I was 7 years old. All I knew then was that he was a dog. And I remembered what he looked like when he got older. Aside from Sir Knight, the only other time I ever saw a skye terrier was when I was 10 years old and we lived in a small community. There was this elderly, very anti-social couple that had 2 dogs, one was a samoyed and the other was a skye terrier. They might have once been show breeders, they sure had the attitude! And it seemed they hated kids. The few times I ever saw those people, they always looked disgusted. I never knew that look until I began going to dog shows. Then it seemed that look was on every person's face that went into the show ring, or who had dogs entered.

I remember I asked to see that dog, because I just could not get a good look at it from their back yard. But I saw enough to know it looked just like a skye terrier. I was very polite when I asked. Believe me I was. But that woman, I never knew her name, said "Absolutely not. She's a watchdog." I know! I was something of a nosy child, but I just wanted to see the dog. Most people I met back then were always happy to socialize their dogs with us. But these people I think were reclusives. Even their next door neighbors knew nothing about them. I do remember one time seeing some younger people going to visit them, and I was shocked! Could that have been their children?? I would have been extremely surprised if those people had children, they seemed so hateful and anti-social! Well, fortunately they didn't live there for long. I think they wound up in a nursing home.

Anyway, I think it was in the 1880s, a skye terrier named Bobby stayed by his deceased owner's side for 10 years. He was kept alive by the people in his town. The dog basically just layed by the grave and refused to budge. That was one loyal dog! With a record like that, I am surprised that skye terriers are not more popular! They do however have a high prey drive. I remember back in 2000, I saw an ad from someone who wanted to give away his skye terrier. I actually called in about that ad and found out why they wanted to get rid of it. The guy said because the dog killed their cat. I was like "ohhhhhh!" So I didn't want the dog then. I had a chihuahua, and I was kindof afraid it would kill my dog the same way it did that guy's cat! But it would have been cool having a dog as rare as a skye terrier. Sir Knight wound up dying in 1985, just before these friends moved off to Wisconsin. They replaced him with a cat.

You know I've seen that happen a lot. People get dogs, they love them, and enjoy them. Then when the dog dies, they don't get another dog. They get a cat instead. Cats are not good substitutes for dogs. I've even had friends that were so saddened by the loss of their dogs that they didn't even want to see anymore dogs. So they got cats instead. I guess the death of a cat is not as sad as the death of a dog.

Well, I have to go and create more videos today to put up on YouTube. :) Someone told me to stop showing my ugly face and saying shit on youtube, so I said to that individual (not a person) that I will now go and make 2 videos to put up on YT. You know I never do what the trolls ask me to. LOL! This dumbass thinks I'm going to give it some airtime, but I am not. Going to avoid mentioning it at all costs! LOL! Just put up some videos. Maybe talk a little more on this subject of dogs. I did tell it that it's just angry and bitter because a fat, ugly bitch is smarter than he is! LOL! I'm surprised I haven't heard from it in a while. I think it's either hobofart, one of his associates, or spkenn36.
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