shwenatjadeflower25 Aug 2002

My dog just died a few weeks ago...He was the only animal I ever actually liked. He was 96% wolf-4% alaskan malamute. He was huge. He was beautiful. He hated water. We buried him in Blanchard on our friends farm where many of his offspring for four generations are living. Tasha Yarr, his mate, and Jenna, his lover, will be buried on either side of him. He even has a tombstone. It says "apaches moon...the best dog in the world...sire of 54." yep 54, and that only includes all of his... his name was Apache and his son Hannibal is already bigger than Tasha and could knock me down. My brother tried to teach him to sic. He won't. Although he once bit this guy walking through our backyard. lol. Hannibal...supposedly name after Hannibal the Great of course. It's funny the looks we get when we tell people his name. We were gonna name him Quiccher, cause he whined all the time as a pup and when people asked what the hell that annoying noise was we could say "oh thats just quiccher bitchin." lmao. well i g2g cook lunch. ~Jade