Well, it is with much sadness that I bring news of a true legend that has gone to doggy heaven. Our family pet for something like 14 years was laid peacefully to rest yesterday morning. Kix is a true legend. Her last few years in retirement were spent eating, sleeping, drinking and stinking as much as she could. Those who have only known her in her later life might think "she doesn't do anything." And they might hear us call her names like "Old table top back" or "Pib" as pappy would say. But in her early years Kix set records that may never be broken in our family.
Although Kix never got into the serious business of tennis ball chasing like earlier family pets, she did the best she could to chase the dog that chased the ball, and distract them as much as possible. Kix's true calling was "killin." This dog could kill. She must have killed over 30 moles and gofers over the years. She would just sit and wait for them to pop up and then it was game on. It was not uncommon to come home and find a dead mole laying in the yard. Or to look out the window when you were washing dishes to see her tossing something up in the air, a gofer she had been waiting to pop up for two days. We don't have too many problems with these pesky animals anymore, she cleaned them out. Perhaps her greatest achievement ever, and this animals last mistake ever was killing an armadillo. Somehow an Armadillo made its way into the yard and dug itself in. BIG MISTAKE! Kix sat by that hole for three days and nights, not coming in to eat or drink, she wouldn't leave it for anything! She sat and waited. That poor armadillo had to come out sometime. Unfortunately, when it did we were at school and missed the ensuing battle. We came home and sure enough a dead armadillo was in the yard, its tail ripped off and laying on its back. We all knew it was doomed, because Kix had no problem sitting and waiting. Anyway, I felt she was worthy of a little post. You were loved Kix and we will miss you! I will post a picture soon.
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DAMMIT BRIAN!!! I was proud there were no tears today...way to go! Everything you said was spot on. My favorite story was when I brought her home from the pound...your dad was NOT happy with me. Kix spent the night in the bathroom and the next morning I walked in only to find that little pup had s**t worms EVERYWHERE! Your dad looked at me with smugness and said "you wanted her - you clean it up"...and so I did. She was a keeper and yes she will be missed. Her farts on the other hand are a different story...
hahaha great story Brian. Did you turn the Armadillo into a hat?
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