FANCY'S PAGE

Last Updates:
08/11/05 - Tragedy strikes Fancy's favorite tree :-)
07/02/05 - New pix and an Update

Lunn's Fancy

When 2-1/2 year-old Fancy came back to her breeder, Sue Musil, I wasted no time telling her to send Fancy to Camp Cocoman until she could find the right home for her. (After all, she was Lucy's niece and Kirby's half-sister from his mom Robin's first litter.) I hadn't planned on falling in love with this little sprite, but fall in love I did. Her baby brother Kirby also seemed delighted to have someone besides his soon-to-be-10 Aunt Lucy to run and wrestle with (and Lucy seems delighted to finally be able to walk out the door into the backyard without going into a tuck position :-) Happily, Sue consented to letting Fancy spend the rest of her life here as one of the family. As you'll see, it hasn't taken her long at all to adjust to her new life.

Kirby and Fancy
(getting acquainted :-)

Propeller ears
obviously run in the family

Kangaroo

Hey, come look ...
there's a wooden man over there!

Boy, Kirby, do you look like a DORK
in that snood!!

Thanks, sister sweetie
(and you look like a fugitive from Little House on the Prairie!)

July 2005 -- 2+ years later, I'm happy to report that Fancy seems as happy to be here as I am to have her here. I can also say with absolute certainty that her 2 favorite things to do are ...

RUN

Doesn't everyone have a woman
swimming through their mulch?

Nice tongue :-)

And CLIMB TREES
(In Pursuit of the Ever-Elusive SQUIRREL)

Has Fancy ever actually CAUGHT a squirrel? Sadly she did bag one a few weeks ago. By the time I arrived on the scene, the squirrel was as dead as a mackerel and, in typical Fancy fashion, once she got it she lost interest in it and gave it to her brother Kirby. (Mercifully, I don't have any pictures of that little adventure but Fancy and Kirby do get along famously :-)

Especially when she has the ball
and he wants it!

But, squirrel or ball ...
What Fancy gets, Kirby winds up with
(unless it's edible :-)

Hey Wussy-Boy, remember that time when we
got the gate open and I made it all the way
to Twinsburg (and you got as far as the
next-door neighbor's front yard)?

Another update - 8/11/05
As usual, when I got home from work yesterday I let all the dogs out into the yard for an hour or so of walking and barking (Lucy), running (Kirby) and tree-jumping (Fancy) and, in a fortuitous burst of ambition, I decided to hose down their run. Whilst busily hosing away, I heard a funny cracking sound and then another. Puzzled I started looking around ... Lucy was standing stock-still, Fancy was just finishing one of her tree-jumps on her favorite tree and Kirby was trotting around that very same tree. Seconds later, one of Mr. Tree's limbs began a very fast descent, landing with quite a thud on my neighbor's fence (see picture below).

Measuring 18" at the base and 60' long, does this or does this not give new meaning to the word "limb"? (3 sections of fence were also taken out!)

Miraculously, even though Lucy, Fancy and Kirby were all within 10' of that tree when the limb came down, all 3 managed to get out of the way in time. (I didn't think dogs could run backwards as fast as Fancy and Kirby did! :-) The trick was then getting all 3 of them into the run (and then into the house) before they discovered that 25' of fence had been flattened.

Needless to say, I'm convinced that Mr. Tree got sick and tired of being jumped on by Miss Fancy Pants and exacted his own unique brand of revenge. That notwithstanding, I'm feeling pretty sad because after all the leaves are down this fall I've been told the rest of my 100+ year-old pin oak will have to go. (All of the growth is now on one side of the tree which will cause it to eventually come down and when it does it will most probably land on my house!) Fancy will no doubt be devastated but I've decided I'll have the tree service leave the stump so at long last she'll finally be able to sit on her favorite tree (and if any squirrels are stupid enough to sit on it too they deserve whatever they get :--)

My thanks to breeder and friend Sue Musil for brightening my life with another red dog.

(I think she's smiling :-)

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