
Originally Posted by
EWO
Funny.
I'm not sure if I was a yard man or not but from the time I was 10 or so, til high school my best friend had to clean, rake, water and feed all the dogs before he could go play. The fastest way for that to happen was us doing it together.
My biggest reflection is not so much the dogs and people but the changing of the times. Imaging a 10 year old walking down the road with a 46lb. match dog pulling him forward and the kid leaning back for all he is worth. There were two fields on opposite sides of the road with a tree line hiding both of them. As a 10-11 year old kid one of our job's was to hand walk dogs. There were grading sticks set up with painted ends. At each grade marker you in hook the traces and drop the chains. My best friend would come along with the dog he was walking and hook up. We made laps around those fields and back to the house where the ol' man was sitting on a bucket. He would put on the treadmill for ever so long, then back to hand walking.
It was great set up and worked beautifully. Even with that experience I made the decision once a dog had been touched he was off limits to my son at that age.
Times and perspectives change. Reflection is a big part of these dogs once the years roll by.
EWO