This story happen in Ontario, Canada, many years ago. I was out in one of the local farmer fields, walking around with my dog. When all of the sudden he seen his first woodchuck. The woodchuck made for his hole as fast as he could go. But my dog was right behind him and he went down the hole behind him.

I could hear them a fighting and I thought for awhile, I would have to get a shovel and dig my dog out of there. But then out came my poodle, but the woodchuck had him by the nose. The woodchuck seen me and left go, and back in his hole he went.

Plus my dog went back in behind him. But I was able to grab my dog by his hind leg and stop him from going in after the woodchuck. And from that day onward, he hated woodchucks.

Written by Mr.R.W.Hill
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This happen quite a few years ago now. One day i went fishing in the Annapolia River and my dog went with me. I was fishing from the bank of the river. Just behind me was a old boat house. There was not to much left of it. So my poodle decided he would go and look around the old boat house, while i was fishing for bass.

So after awhile i look behind me and shadow my poodle, had found a muskrat. It was in a corner and shadow was in front of it, looking at it. So then the muskrat made a run for a river and my poodle attack it. They both was about the same size and weight. They fought and they fought, untill they could fight no more.

I then decided that was enought of that and went and put a lead on my poodle, but oh no, he was not going to go. But i finally got him out of there. Then the muskrat got to the water and swam away. Both of them was mud from head to paw. But neither one of them was hurt. Then i took my dog to the river and wash him off abit and we headed for home.

Written by R.W.Hill

 

Shadow was a poodle and he love to go hunting with me. In the fall of the year, whenever i would go hunting i would take him with me. If i shot something he would go and get it for me and then i would put it in my kit-bag. He knew where all of my traps was and he would try to get there before me. If there was something in the trap, he would be very happy, as if to say, look what i got. He would chase rabbits but he would not bark, so it was hard to know where he was.

When we would get done hunting and checking my traps, he seem to know. Then he would come to me and he would want to carry something home. So depending on what i got that day, i would give him something for to carry home. Sometimes it was a rabbit, but he had to carry something home. So when we got home, he would go in the house with his catch and walk around showing everyone what he got. Everyone told him he was a great white hunter and i sometimes wonder if he understood them. When all had seen it and make of him, then he would bring it to me and lay it at my feet. As if to say, my job is now done.

Written By R.W.Hill

This story takes place many many years ago. This dog been dead for about 20 years now. His name was Shadow and he was a purebred miniture poodle. Whenever i went to buy my grocery (food), he would go with me. Back then you was allow to take a dog in the store with you, but now you can not. We would go in and look around and get everything i wanted, then we would go up to the counter and pay for it. Sometimes a woman at the counter would give him a treat. He was very good in the store. Then we would walk back to where i was staying.

When we got back home, i would lay all of the food on the bed. Then he would jump up on the bed and look everything over. If there was a piece of cheese in the food, he would take that and away he would go, and lay down and eat it. He love cheese and chocate cake, but his favorite food of all time was KFC. When i got KFC, i had to watch where i put it or it was gone. lol.

Written by R.W.Hill
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