[Dailydrool] When I joined the Daily Drool…

[Randy Miller]

Other than Nancy Gallagher, who founded this list in the 1990’s, I’ve been here since almost the beginning.

I had moved back to York County, PA after losing my job in Chicago in 1991.  At the time, Mom had both a Rough Collie and a Border Collie mix.  December 31, 1991, I came home from work, petted the border collie, then went into the living room to watch TV and sack out for the night (since I was living in her attic, and it was way too cold to sleep up there.). No sooner than I sat down, I hear this blood curdling scream coming from the kitchen.  It was the border collie.  Mom got up, bundled herself up, called the vet, picked uo the dog, and headed to the vet’s office.  Turns out, the dog was filled with cancer.  Since she was 15, mom decided to put her down.  Needless to say, none of us were too happy.

The next morning, Mom vowed and declared, “No more digs!”  One small problem:  Our rough collie started to shut down.  She would not eat for almost a week.  That Sunday, while I went to church, Mom made a trip to the local SPCA, to look for a beagle they had featured as a pet of the Week in the local newspapers.  Unfortunately, someone else adopted the beagle by the time she got there, but she saw this bagel hiding in the back of her kennel, which she adopted.  When I got home, Daisy was already waiting in the back yard.  I pulled in the driveway in the backyard.  Daisy was already at the back gate (the entire back yard was fenced).  I said to myself, O geez, Mom got a basset hound.  It took Daisy a millisecond to figure out that  I was a sap, and took advantage of that fact.  It was downhill from there, from the nightly basset 500, to her aiming her rear end  and sitting on my feet whenever I sat down in the living room, to breaking in to my bedroom whenever she felt like it (because the latch was broken to putting her snooter in the crook of my elbow and drooling on it whenever I laid down on the couch, among other things.

I’d love to have another basset, except I now live in public housing, and dogs over 25 lbs. are Sehr verboten, due to HUD regulations.
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