D: Dogs (Regular, Not Prairie)
Moving on to real canines today! Fort Collins is a dog loving community. We have dog parks, dog stores, gourmet dog-treat bakers, doggie day cares, charity galas for dogs, doggie olympics, a world-class veterinary school, and many kind-hearted people who rescue, foster, and care for dogs. (We also have some people who apparently think their dogs are so special that they don't need to be leashed or cleaned up after, which are two of my "pet" peeves.)
In addition to my own dog (that's her in the laundry basket), there are a total of seven dogs--including three crazy poodles--in the back yards adjacent to mine, so I guess it's a good thing we are dog people.
Our most famous local dog was Annie, the Railroad Dog. Unwanted by her owner, she was adopted in 1934 by workers at the Colorado and Southern Railroad. Not many folks would have taken on a pregnant mutt during the Depression, but the men fed her and gave her a home at the train station. For years, she greeted the passengers who came and went. When she died in 1948, the C&S crewmen buried her near the station and put up a grave marker. This bronze sculpture of Annie by artist Dawn Weimer stands in front of the Old Town Library.
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I, too, love dogs. We have three dogs right now. They are all getting up there in age and I worry that one of them won't be with us much longer. It makes me sad.
You are right about Annie The Railroad Dog. She must have been special for those men to take her in during hardship times. Of course, it is during the difficult times that people often show their most compassionate sides. The worst gives us the opportunity to be our best.
Katie atBankerchick Scratchings