Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Stories From the Gramps.

I know that everyone thinks their family is the greatest, they obviously have never met mine. As goofy as itmay sound my Grandpa is one of my best friends. On my way home from high school I would stop just to sit on the couch and watch Gunsmoke. Usually as kids, when our granparents start telling stories we roll our eyes and listen reluctantly. Not me, and not with my grandpa's stories. I have been trying to convince him to write them down for years. Since no one listens to little old me I decided I will do it myself.

Cocoa and the Coon.

Through the years my grandparent had many dogs. Unfortunately I can only remember one, Cocoa. Cocoa was a Chocolate brown german short hair pointer. Grandma would say they got him just to be a pet, however Grandpa would say he was strictly a hunting dog. While on a hunting trip grandpa had a brilliant idea to slow the dog down. I guess cocoa was running to fast and to far and scarring the animals away. Who knew? Grandpa took a few springs, kinda like the ones on a trampoline, and connected them to the collar. They seemed to be working pretty well slowing the  dog down. Just imagine the poor puppy running around (it helps if you add in the elephant march from winnie the pooh.) Now we all know how mean racoons can be especially if you interupt their meal and that is exactly what cocoa did. Now when Gramps Tells this story he gets real excited and you can see the glee in his eyes. So the dear dog pissed off the coon and a fight quickly ensued.They were wrestling around first it was cocoa on top than the coon. As they ran further andfurther away grandpa was having a hard time keeping up, and trying to get a clean shot on the racoon. As smart as he was, cocoa took the party to the pond. Unfortunatley, racoons can swim. Poor cocoa was not only being pulled down by the racoon but the springs weren't helping much. Then the racoon went for the jugular! Have no fear the trampoline springs were there! Every time the racoon tried to go for the neck, he got a mouthfull of metal spring. Soon enough the dog won and the coon ran away! The dog escaped with minor scrapes and scratches, and Gramps escaped with a great story.


There are many more to come! Unfortunately i type slow and think even slower!

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