Sadie... again

Those of you who got your dogs at a shelter, are you ever curious as to what their previous lives were like? I'd love to know where Sadie spent her first two years. The lady at Wayside Waifs checked the paperwork on her when we were adopting her: All they knew was that Sadie was a stray somebody brought in from a town in Kansas.

I wonder if she ever had pups, and what sort of treatment she got at her original home. I'm sure she wasn't a stray all her life, since she loves people, especially children; then there's the fact that she was perfectly housebroken. When we first brought her home she was coming down with a case of kennel cough (quite common with dogs from shelters), so we really had no idea how much energy she would have once she was well.

Someone asked in a comment what breeds are in Sadie's background; I have absolutely no idea. They labeled her "Manchester Terrier" at Wayside Waifs, but that's not a common breed, and I think they just figured that's what she looked the most like. I like to think she's part Greyhound (speed) and part Beagle (the way she follows a trail with her nose) and maybe some Border Collie (because she's so good at Frisbee). But she's probably some duke's mixture that you wouldn't guess in a hundred years.

When we walk, Sadie carries her stick in her mouth most of the time. But if she sees something of interest in the distance, she'll drop the stick to investigate, and sometimes even forget where she left it. Luckily, there are sticks galore in the woods around us. This morning she remembered exactly where her stick was.