Love this story about Foxy as it reminds me of our own Foxy that used to visit our country abode, years ago. Our Foxy would sit and wait, outside my husband’s hound kennels, while it was feeding time - patiently! His couple hounds were old then, just like us - so accepted that Foxy came around often, and was a friend, not a wild animal to be chased. After feeding the hounds, Gary would fill a stainless steel bowl with dog food and put it out near the pasture, for Foxy. She knew the routine so would visit often, waiting for her feeding time.
Thank you for this story, Rick - brought back a great memories.
Thanks for sharing that story, Jacki. It's wonderful that your hounds accepted their neighbor like that! And Gary was very kind to feed Foxy on a regular basis!
Love this story about Foxy as it reminds me of our own Foxy that used to visit our country abode, years ago. Our Foxy would sit and wait, outside my husband’s hound kennels, while it was feeding time - patiently! His couple hounds were old then, just like us - so accepted that Foxy came around often, and was a friend, not a wild animal to be chased. After feeding the hounds, Gary would fill a stainless steel bowl with dog food and put it out near the pasture, for Foxy. She knew the routine so would visit often, waiting for her feeding time.
Thank you for this story, Rick - brought back a great memories.
Thanks for sharing that story, Jacki. It's wonderful that your hounds accepted their neighbor like that! And Gary was very kind to feed Foxy on a regular basis!