Getting Cady and Chip

Tales from the Backyard…My wife (Janice), never had pets while growing up, but had cats after she had moved away from home.  She was once severely bitten (clear to the bone) by a client’s Irish Setter so was not fond of dogs.  I was on the road all the time and I didn’t feel I had the time to devote to a good hunting dog.  When I retired I just said I’m getting a dog and set about finding the perfect one that would be a fun and gentle house pet, but also be a good hunting companion for me.  As much as I searched, one to suit my needs, I kept coming back to the Springer Spaniel, so then began trying to locate one.  That’s when we found Cady and, being a puppy, my wife was able to watch her grow and never felt threatened (how could you).  Chip on the other hand was 7 months old when I brought him home and to say he was a little hyper was an understatement.  Every day my wife just kept saying, “When are you going to find a home for him”.  In reality, I was never looking.  Soon after, it was “don’t even think of giving him away”, they had become soul mates and he was her dog.   One Day we were having sandwiches on the porch and her hand with the sandwich in it, dropped to her side and Chip in an instant grabbed it and started to swallow.  In less than an instant, she grabbed his mussel and yanked open his mouth and reached in, almost to the wrist and pulled it back out, saying “that’s my sandwich” and you could see in her eyes, holy shit, I just did that.  And then we got a third.

                                      Cady

Chip