e-i-e-i-o acres

Small Hobby Farm in Rural Missouri

Gone to the Dogs!

No farm would be complete without friendly dogs to greet you with their waggity tails.

At e-i-e-i-o, we have a lab trio−-white, black and chocolate. One in every color!

The first lab who adopted us is Girly. She is a beautiful white lab that came home with us to live on the farm six years ago. Girly is the most faithful and carefree of the three dogs. She only wants to be right by our sides wherever we go. When I am working in my flowerbeds or gardening, she is my constant companion. She loves to go for rides in the car and walks on the Katy Trail. We will even stop for ice cream on our way home if she has been a good girl (always). We say if she could have a cocktail it would be a “funship”. She is a our party animal and a mama’s girl.

The next lab to join the group was Inky, our black lab that arrived about five months after Girly. We decided she was our wise old owl−-always calm and thoughtful and assessing situations to determine the best action to take. She is very sophisticated, sweet and she loves to cuddle. Her drink would be fine aged scotch served “neat”. Inky is a daddy’s girl and loves to lay next to him in bed with her head on his pillow and schnusggles!

Then there is Hershey or “Hurricane Hershey” we later decided would fit her better. She is our chocolate lab but really looks more like a BIG brown bear. Hershey has been built like a linebacker ever since she was a puppy. Every time someone comes to visit they say, “is she getting fatter?” And if Hershey could talk, we’re sure she’d say, “I’m not fat, I’m just fluffy.” Until she was about 3 1/2 years old, Hershey was a disaster. She would take the water pump out of the fish pond and destroy any holiday decorations in the yard. Hence the “Hurricane” part. But now her favorite thing to do is really play fetch. She will not leave you alone until you throw her ball again and again and again. She is also a daddy’s girl and her drink of choice would be “Jug-O wine.”

And last but not least is Bridget, our 13-year-old border collie mix. She is our watchdog that alerts us to everything from coyotes to freight trains. Even on cold nights she can be found keeping watch with a layer of white frost covering her fluffy black fur. She is the oldest dog at e-i-e-i-o and I don’t know what we would do without her.

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