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It was just wonderful seeing all of my pals in Mackinac. Everyone was so friendly and I really did behave myself (after the first day). The trip on the ferry was neat and I took a nap. We saw lots of horses and things on the Island. But best of all was being with all you guys! Mom tellos me we will do that again in about a year. Yippee!!!!!!!!!The Mackinac M&G was a long trip for me. But no my Mom thought it should be longer. Soooo we went on to Toronto, then Rochester to see Mr and Mrs. Morgan and Mr. and Mrs. Wendy/Boo (But guess who stayed at the hotel) I didn't get to see my guy!!!!!Then off to a place close to NYC called Cold Springs -- that's where TCAF lives. We went to the Depot for dinner and visited with Ms Attie and himself. That was really neat - there was a cat there and I wanted to catch it. But Nooooo that was not aloud either. We took a nice walk over to the Hudson River -- it is really pretty. My Mom and Mack went to West Point the next day. Yeap -- I got to rest at the hotel. Back in the car the next day we went. Off to Gettysburg to look at all of those monuments and battlefields. I found it all very boring, but the adults seemed very interested in that stuff. Friday night at the hotel the neatest thing was I saw my first bunny. I wanted to chase, but Mom said if I were off leash she would never see me again. BUt I would have caught a bunny!!!!!!!!!!!Then the worst part was we had to drive over 600 miles to make it home Saturday night.Ya'll take care -- I love you all Dixie -- The Southern Belle
I have never written about the family I have had. Maybe it is time.
First, when my Mom and Dad got me they knew they wanted a little girl and her name would be Dixie. Why?? There had been a for a short time another Dixie. How???? Well they had a boy Westie named Mackey. Mackey and Bunny produced a litter of five beautiful Westies. Dixie was the puppy Mom and Dad picked. She lived with them for about six months. Dad loved her very much, but they just had to down size the number of dogs they had(four large dogs and two Westies were just a little much) After much interviewing and reference checking, Dixie went to live on a farm in Northern Virginia. She had a wonderful life and was very much loved.
My Dad missed her -- and wanted another Dixie. Several years passed and then bingo they found me.
When I came to live with them they had Sasha, a mutt (now known as a Labradoodle) and Mackey (the other Westie) . Sasha was very, very old (16) and not in the best of health. He was very crabby and didn't really like me. A week after I moved in he went to the Rainbow Bridge. I thought my mom was going to the Rainbow Bridge as well. She loved him so and he was her faithful, loyal companion for all those years.
Then there was Mackey (it is really odd-- we shared the same birthday (December 26th)-- The product of a Missouri Puppy Mill. He was sweet and so much fun. He loved his tennis balls and would keep them hidden all around the house and in the backyard. What a sight to see him go sailing off the deck to chase after them. Mackey, had all the allergies on the planet and Mom was always working with the Vet to keep them undercontrol. We were great friends , but I was the boss! Write after Mackey's 12th birthday he started acting strange. Stumbling down the steps, falling over things and just odd stuff. Mom thought he was just getting a little different in old age. Then the Vet man checked him out and found he was severely diabetic and was going blind. It was a very difficult time for Mom as my Dad had left us just a few months earlier. In the end Mom made the decision that Mackey's life was not what it should be and was never going to improve. In February 2002 he left us and is now at the Rainbow Bridge.
That is part of my story. This is long but it was time to write this.
Dixie reflecting on the past. I am so fortunate to have a Mom that takes such good care of me and am so thankful for all of my friends on Westies Unites.
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