The relationship between dog and girl is strong, the bond never to break. I, personally, grew up — and am still growing up with — wonderful dogs. First, there was Leroy. I was born into the middle of his reign on the Randolph household kingdom, and he helped to raise me, the princess of his kingdom. I don’t remember much of his life, because he only lived to age 8, and he only spent six years with me. Leroy was an amazing part of the family. He was helpful, strong, and loving.
Once, I tried to ride him like a horse, and you really can’t blame me -- here I was, only about 3 years old, with a German shepherd Hound mix whose head still came above mine. Luckily, he tolerated me until my mom rescued him. I bet he couldn’t thank her enough!
Next came Lacy, who was welcomed to the family when Leroy was about five and I was three. As a pup, this yorkie-bichon mix was a tiny little thing. When she was two, I would crawl around pretending Leroy was the daddy, I was the mommy, and Lacy was our little pup. Now at 7 years old, she still acts like a little puppy dog, and I honestly still remember the day we got her -- all the pups in the breeder’s pen, and driving home with her snuggled in my lap the whole way home.
Now, LuLu is my most recent addition to the household. We got her when I was eight, almost nine, and now she’s two, and I’m ten, almost eleven.
We got her on my parent’s anniversary. My mom claims that LuLu is her dog, but I think she might be mine. However, I guess we share her. She and I train together at Krazy for K9s 4H club at Frying Pan Farm Park.
We do competitions and work together to solve problems. She and I run around in our backyard, play, watch TV, celebrate, eat, bake, and so much more together. I’ve even developed a cupcake tradition on her birthday. Sadly, little Lacy has to wait to celebrate her birthday -- she gets her party the same day as LuLu’s.
LuLu and I share a special bond. Not any more special than the bond I have or have had with any other of my dogs, but a bond all the same. I hope to accomplish a lot in the training field with her, because dogs deserve to go farther than just the end of your fence. But, I’m still working on her show name. Should it be Super Spot? Fluffy Spirit? I don’t know. But we won’t settle for just that -- we want titles at the end of our show name!
We want our names in the headlines! And we want everybody to point at us and say, “Hey, look, there goes that bonded dog-girl pair!”
Rebecca Randolph