Let's see....Freckles first showd up at our door about 7 years ago. She was an older pup with one floppy ear and small spots on her nose, legs and belly. It was obvious that someone had dropped her off to get rid of her ; we live way out in the country and people do those kinds of things.

Anyway, as I would go out the door on my way to work I would pick up a small gravel stone and chuck it in her direction along with a ugly shout to "git". She would take off up the hill to my neighbors and there she would stay and look at me.

This went on for 4 or 5 days. I could never understand why she would be outside the kitchen door every morning.

Then one afternoon when I arrived home from work I discovered why she was always there. My dear wife had neglected to take in the water and food dish she put out every morning after I left.

So we called our two neighbors and asked if they wanted the dog and of course they did not. So we took Freckles in.

Now, as I look down at her laying at my feet as I write this, I can't imagine her not being here with me. She has become a wonderful companion.