Playing As Kids - Car Chasing
Compassion is the basis of morality. ~Arthur Schopenhauer
As I've mentioned before in Playing As Kids - Tire Rolling, as these crazy stupid memories of entertainment come rushing back to me from my childhood, I will record them in a blog entry for Kyle's later enjoyment.
Two weekends ago we had the dogs out and about since it reached forty degrees, before the anticipated winter blast from the northwest rolled in. My mom decided to take the boys for a ride, their favorite activity after eating and sleeping that is. While mom drove them up and down the road, it reminded me of another stupid/fun activity we invented.
What was this crazy pastime? From the blog title one might assume we acted like dogs and literally chased cars. Not exactly. Let me first explain about my first dog, Jill. She was named Jill because my cousin's, who lived down the road from us, had a dog named Jack. We thought it was humorous to say Jack and Jill (went up the hill to fetch a pail of water...). Anyway, we received our beloved Jill for Christmas one year, circa 1981. I was about six or seven years old in the first grade, Nicole the third and Ryan wasn't in school yet, going into kindergarten the following year.
We had mom's dog Baby in the house, but Jill was our very own dog, our first one. The dog we were suppose to share among the three of us, and we did. Jill was a beautiful mix of Coonhound and Collie. Basically, she was a blond collie with black fur outlining her features, especially around her ears and eyes. To us as little kids, she was a huge dog, but in reality she was a medium to large size dog, with a few extra pounds, as many of the Piper dogs sport.
Jill had this bump on the top of her head where her skull came to a point. In my eyes as a youngster, that meant she was really smart. Let me tell you, she wasn't stupid in the slightest.
Jill loved all of us kids, cousins included. Never, ever, did she nip or snap at us, even when we'd lay on her, chase her around, give her baths, cut her hair and all the basic things kids would do to a dog they adored. She followed us everywhere, for bike rides, running through the woods, and she'd stay on the porch at my cousin Casey's (and the crew) while we played in the yard. Yep, Jill was the best dog who lived. She stayed with us for a good long while, until I was out of high school sometime. (Scooby and Seven are pretty good too!) Jill even hung with Ryan's dog Jake for many years, but she never got to meet my late cat Pudd'in, but she did have friends who were cats.
Jill LOVED car rides too, like all of our dogs after her. (Mom's dog Baby, Jill's predecessor hated car rides). Naturally as little kids we couldn't exactly take the car out for a spin to fulfill her adventurous wish, so I got creative one day.
How could a kid roughly ten years old at this point, satisfy the dog's hunger to feel the wind in her ears and feed her wild side? Simple.
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