Yesterday was a sad day in my life as I had to say “good-bye” to my beloved Muffin. As she has been such a big part of my life and loved the woodlot so much I thought I would post a tribute to her.
Muffin was a “millennium” puppy borne in the spring of 2000. For nearly 14 years she has been a close member of our family. My three children spend the last half of their lives being around her. She was a mixed breed that we are pretty sure has some beagle in her. In her younger years, she would go out, near the house, and see if she could find a sleepy rabbit that needed a little exercise. Of course the one who got most of the exercise was Muffin! She would come home on some of those warm summer days with her tongue hanging down to her toes!
Muffin often came with me to the Christmas tree lot when I was shearing trees. It is a slow and time consuming job and it was nice to have some company at times. There were lots of things to look for and to a dog, lots of interesting smells. Of course she could at times find some really interesting things and like many dogs, roll in it! Why do dogs do this!!!?? Anyway, those occasions would be followed up with a bath. She hated baths! But if you are going to come home smelling like that then you are going to get a bath. Her dislike for baths did not seem to keep her from doing it again when she found something. We have the occasional skunk around here too and on more than one occasion she would arrive home with that distinctive aroma. More baths! All part of living in the country, I guess.
Now Muffin wasn’t the largest dog around but that didn’t stop her from showing who the boss is around here. She made sure she gained the respect of any dog that came into our yard or into our house. We usually have two dogs at a time and Muffin would be protective of her space. Any new dog we introduced to the house had to go through an initiation which was usually her growl and bark. But even the biggest dogs invited into our house quickly learned to give her some space. She was “Number One” and there was never any question about this in our house.
Whenever company arrived in our driveway or at the door they would be greeted with a bark and a wagging tail. I really think she love to meet new people. She would often hear someone arriving before we would and head tot the door barking. The barking was short lived as soon as she got to meet whoever arrived. She loved to see family arriving. She would get so excited when ever Wendy, Dennis or Graham arrived. She knew she would get some extra attention …. and maybe get to break some of the house rules!!!
We have been so blessed in this house to have had some wonderful four legged family members over the years. We like to think that they all felt the same way about being lucky to have chosen us to care for them. There is one rule in this house. When you come to live here, you are family, not a pet. That’s the way it always will be.
We LOVE YOU Muffin and you’ll always be part of our family!