As many of you know our faithful companion Maggie, a standard Poodle died this past June. After lots of thought we decided to get another dog. Another Poodle would be a member of the household. Herself has a close friend in her Gym class that recently added a couple of Standard Poodles to her household. Murphy and Pepper , short for Peppermint Paddy, recently joined their household. Thanks Jen.
So we contacted Bierley Poodles, they’re of Facebook if you’re interested and found Pepper’s brother. His name is Bejamin Franklin Fiddler, BFF, can you dig it?
After two weeks in our home Ben sent a letter to the former Mid- Husband and wife.
Here’s the letter:
Dear Linda and Ron;
Well, I have been with these people for two weeks now. I’m pretty much used to my crate, which is where I sleep at night and spend time when The Rooster and Herself are out for a few hours. I am accident free in the crate but have taken a few Liberties about the house. Sometimes they just don’t get the signals I put out. Humans, not as smart as they think they are. I weighed 14 lbs. at my vet visit and was told I was A-OK. I go back again on the 10th.
When I’m out in the yard I usually come to my name when called, treats help of course. I really like the Duck treats. The Rooster has a crazy whistle, I always come to that, a treat awaits me. I love chasing and pushing a soccer ball around and fetching a tennis ball. I have fun chasing the 7 chickens that free range about the yard also.
I don’t sleep all night yet, I’ve done six hours at a clip a few times. I love whimpering and waking the humans between 0230 and 0300 and taking them out in the cold night air. I’ll go out and Pee, sometimes Poop and coming back in to return to the crate and my pigs foot with peanut butter.
I have a large cash of toys, when they throw them in the crate I take them out to the living room one at a time, drives The Rooster crazy, I love it. Oh, did I mention Simon, he’s their cat and has been in the house about 5 years with freedom to roam. No more freedom for him, he keeps me exercised as I chase him all over the place. He gets a safety pass when he jumps on to the washing machine where they keep his food. I really got a “Dang blast you” when I skidded after him and spilled my water bowl. I licked up most of it but Lee was not a happy camper.
It’s nice having the cat and chickens, kind of keeps me from missing my brothers and sisters. I visit the Wojciechowski’s house, they have a 6 month old Rat Terrier that gives me a run for my money. That dog has legs like a Giraffe .Kathy, that’s the Fiddler’s oldest daughter has a Yellow Lab, Libby is her name. She is a quiet friend, I sniff her butt, she sniffs mine and then she ignores me the rest of the time I’m there.
Kathy and her husband Jeff have their daughter and her 3 children, all under 4 years old at the house. Samantha, thats their daughter, is expecting a 4th child on January 6. They will be here until mid February, Samantha and her husband Zed are both Captains in the Air Force . Zed is flying E-3 AWACS in the Gulf until march. The 3 great grandchildren keep me running for my life. I in turn. nibble on the food they drop.
All in all I’m happy here and trying my best to settle The Rooster and Herself in. I just heard the Mrs. pour some food into my supper bowl, gotta go, sorry.
A pet is such a Joy!
Most wonderful!! I shared Ben’s letter with Sally Suzette daughter to Nicodemus (champion Springer Spaniel field line of Wyoming) and she was delighted to hear of the success! We recalled stories of the middle of the night jaunts into the frozen Wyoming tundra…those were the days. Sal is 9 now but enjoys acting like she’s 3.
What joy out faithful companions bring to our lives!! What wonderful memories and stories we share!!
Read Ben’s letter to Maya my 9 year old Golden Doodle. She is half standard poodles and half golden retriever. She is very intelligent and noes how to settle in humans if you need advice. I know the rooster can be a bit difficult but he’s a lovable old soul with a soft heart. The Mrs. Is tougher but also has a pretty soft heart. Hang in there, it’s worth it hugs Maya
Hi Uncle Lee! Ben is a cute poodle. My mom wants one of those smart pups someday. In the mean time, we enjoy reading about Ben’s adventures in Eden…keep writing Ben!!!
Your cousin Kathryn was once a trumpeter, but switched to Tuba in HS when no tuba player could be found for the concert band. Each Christmas eve, she pulls out her old brass trumpet and plays a few Christmas carols outside for all the neighbors to hear. I too at one time olayed the trumpet, semi taught by your grandfather. His band had a need for a Baritone Horn player and I also made a change. Until 10th grade in HS anyway. After that it was Football with no more 1/2 time activities. I can still belt out CHARGE on the trumpet and think of Teddy Roosevelt and San Juan Hill every time I do. The “Arsenic and Old Lace Teddy” that is. It’s nice to be heard! Ben thanks you.
Ben sure is a bright puppy! Can not wait to see him grow up 🙂