Gidget, proudly sitting up on a cold autumn day at Earl’s Meadow.
By Richard Mabey Jr.
This is a rather simple blog. Today, I thought a lot about my old Shetland Sheepdog, Gidget. We had Gidget from 1983 till 1996. She was a gentle and faithful dog.
In 1984, at the age of 30, I successfully fought my second bout of rheumatic fever. By October of 1984, I was allowed to take short walks. This was a big step, as I had been in the hospital for quite a long time. Also, I had had strict bed rest for just about a full year.
In the mornings, I would take Gidget for a walk around the backyard of the old Mabey Homestead. We would also walk down to Earl’s Meadow, which was a little bit farther down from my old homestead. Sometimes, I would take Gidget for a walk in the nearby forest.
I always put a coat on Gidget when it was cold out. I think that she appreciated that. She was a very sensitive dog. And, she was extremely smart.
Gidget played a big role in my healing. I would also take her for a walk about four o’clock in the afternoon. It was a special time.
Today, I pictured Gidget and Foxy running about in an open field by the Rainbow Bridge. They were both faithful and loyal Sheltland Sheepdogs. They were both kind, loving and smart pups.