My Pal

Peanut

Peanut and Sam helping me get firewood

We were lucky 13 years ago to get a puppy from a friend. Jason named her Peanut as she was the only puppy born to her Mom and she was small. We have had lots of good times with her. She could run like the wind and barked if anyone came near the farm. Well except for the night the native guy came into the house when we were sleeping and robbed us. Well that's another story. She dislikes the water and won't ride in a vehicle unless it is thundering and then you can't get her out. She is good at killing gophers and bringing them home to show them off. Peanut is an outside dog. She sleeps in the garage in a little basket. We never talk about her getting old because it is scarey. We watched Marley and Me and both cried at the end. She has a new friend on the farm the neighbours have a black lab pup and he keeps her young. She makes me feel loved and is so glad to see me when I get home. The real dilemna is what will we do when she's gone.