Beautiful story...thank you for sharing it with usAs a child I grew up with a neighbour's SBT, she virtually lived at our house. They didn't take very good care of her, she had a Lab "sister" who fell pregnant to god knows what dog. One night Blackie came charging in the back door, barking, spinning, agitated, and running back out, she kept this up until we followed her to the neighbours house - the poor lab was giving birth to pups in the garage on an old sofa with half the springs showing, some of the pups were being strangled. My grandfather carried the lab to our house, we grabbed all the pups, and I remember sitting for what seemed hours trying to rescusitate a pup we though was dead. I was about 10 at the time. They all lived and WE found homes for them all. Blackie was the heroine in the story!
She would follow me to the bus stop when I went to school, be waiting for me when I got off the bus, yet others in the street we scared of her and would cross the road - she wasn't very big!
When the owners moved we begged them to let us keep her, but they wouldn't let us. We were heartbroken.
Because of Blackie, I've alway had a soft spot for SBT's - and even 30 years later I look for another Blackie - I couldn't believe it when about 6 months ago I got some mail for a neighbour a few properties down the road, so I dropped it off, and who comes running out but a Blackie clone! Whenever I drive past I always say "Hello Roxy"! Luckily she seemed to be much loved.