I love my two dogs, Coco and Belle. I remember the dogs I had as a kid: Boomer, Peppy and Caesar. I can remember my dad talking about his dog Smokey and how he claimed that the one time he ever got in trouble was because he tied Smokey to the water heater. I believe the “one time he got in trouble” is a bit of a family legend.
I recently obtained this picture of my great grandmother, Laura Cecile Donald Gillespie, and her dog Mickey that was taking in 1950, when she was 73. And I just love this picture.
What dog stories did your ancestors leave behind?