Tippey's Memoir Traditional Cache

A beautiful Jefferson County Park for camping, hiking, mountain biking and equestrian camping.

When our kids were still young our old dog, Henry, died. Ordinarily I would have waited awhile to get another, but I've always appreciated having a dog in my childhood, so my daughter and I went to the animal shelter. I thought we'd come home with a young, medium sized housebroken dog...wrong. We came home with a 7 week old puppy that resembled a fullgrown chihuahua. That pup turned into a beautiful redish gold colored shepard mix...they said perhaps a Rhodesian Ridgeback/Shepard mix, we're not sure.  But she was the best everything dog. She did not have a mean bone in her body.  She was our family's constant companion, going everywhere from Little League, vacations, rides in the car, everywhere. We were her pack. We have a 35 acre horse property where she could have easily run off, but she stood guard standing on her two front legs on "Pride Rock" looking over her territory (and occasionally visiting a neighbor dog, Sadie). But this "Roundup Loop" was her favorite place in the park. It is a bit more secluded so she'd often see deer or rabbits.

She finally passed near her 15th birthday. She was born the week of 9/11/01. I'm a flight attendant who was on a cross country flight that morning that diverted to Dallas. But something good did happen that day...Tippey was born.

Anyone else who has a good geodog, please share your pictures and stories.