Goodbye to the dog

What comes to mind when ya mention man’s best friend? Loyalty. Patience. Reliability.

After 2 years and living in 3 states, it was finally time to find my dog a new home. Pistol, named after my favorite college mascot, was getting restless staying at the house and with my school and travel schedule, I didn’t see things changing much in the future. So she’s off to a new home in Arkansas and I’m sure she’ll enjoy her new family.

It’s rough getting a dog when you’re not settled down in one place, but when someone gives it to ya, what else can ya do? Bottom line, leave the pet gifts for boyfriends/girlfriends for later on down the road. Pistol and I had a lot of fun on the road and in the pasture.

When I first got her, she was a great running buddy on the trails in the Rita Blanca Canyon at Dalhart. She was trooper in the pickup when we traveled to Arkansas. Had a lot of fun in the pasture moving cattle herds and checking them from the pickup on cold,wet days. And here in Tennessee, she proved no short fences would keep her contained.

If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
–Will Rogers

But her sitting in the pasture with the cows seemed to be a bit too tempting as the farm’s cattle moved through a pasture gate in front of the house. The farm manager said she had to go because someone was worried about her bothering the cattle. Life on a chain wasn’t a good one, so I guess it’s time to put away the empty dog house and move on.

Thanks to Facebook, I was able to find out that a social media friend from Dallas (@cracklepopp) was traveling through Tennessee on her way back home. (A huge Thank You again Devon) And a friend from Arkansas, who I grew up with in 4-H, was looking for her dad a dog. A few swapped messages later, Pistol is off to her new home.

I’ve had enough dogs in my lifetime to know that when the situation isn’t right, and doesn’t have hope for changing, the best bet is to find a new home. For a dog with lots of energy like a border collie or blue heeler, life in a small yard or on a chain isn’t fair.

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  1. I had to let my Springer go not long after I got married at moved. Thank goodness a family that lives out in the country took him and he became a very happy outdoors dog. The first time I went to visit him, though, he cried and cried and cried. But he’s doing great. I feel for you because I can see what a great friend he has been to you. Take care.

  2. Bet that was a tough day. Right thing to do, but it’s not easy to give a friend away. I’ve been blessed with Doc. He stays inside a 3 foot fence. (or he knows when I’m coming home and jumps back in?)

  3. I’m sorry, Ryan. Saying goodbye (or see ya later) to a beloved companion like this is never easy. But, you have the benefit of knowing you found somewhere safe, wide open, and happy for her. And you have two years of fond memories and companionship to smile back on when you need it.

    Good luck, and ya know how to find me if there’s every anything I can do.

  4. Oh Ryan, what a tough thing to do. But the one thing I can say is that you did right by Pistol. One thing I can say about dogs, the good ones make you a better person for knowing them . . . and when it’s the right time down the road, the right dog will find you. Have a feeling there will be a dog post once again when that happens.
    – Sue McD

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