I went to WV after Dwight's passing and brought his old dog Pug back down to Tennessee.
Pug had a good Spring and Summer, he was happy to have the companionship of people, and our other dogs, he even would greet our old cat with a wagging tail every morning when I took him outside.
When I took him to the vet last April we found that he had cancer which was surrounding his lower right jaw, and this finally worsened to the point I had to put him down today.
Anyone who knew Dwight in the last ten years knew Pug, as Dwight took him everywhere he went.
Throughout the time he spent with us whenever I would play my banjo he would trot into the room and sit down beside my chair.
Edited by - OldPappy on 09/22/2023 15:28:36
Because of their short lives, we dog lovers have to repeat this cycle too many times. Never gets easier. Sorry for the loss.
Andy: You did good for Pug, and for Dwight.
That was a very brotherly thing for you to do.
It saddened me to read this Andy. I've had dogs off and on for over 50 years. It never gets easier as you get older. I like to think Dwight and Pug are together again.
Bless you, stalwart friend.
Thanks for that picture Lew, it must have been taken not long after I took Pug up to Dwight's place. I had a lot of pictures of the little guy, but none of when he was younger.
Hey, Andy. I found another, earlier photo of Dwight and a hound of his from the mid-1970s. Len Reiss sent me a copy of that photo in 2017 or so. The photo of Dwight and his little hound, a terrier pup named "Mad Dog Emmy," who became Dwight's companion at a festival in Wetzel County, West Virginia, was taken by Sally Mann in 1974 or so, at the time when Dwight was helping Larry Mann in his blacksmith shop. Dwight recalled that Sally Mann used a Civil War era camera to take the photo of him. Dwight worked briefly at blacksmithing beginning in the mid-1970s. He had done some work for Larry Mann in Lexington, Virginia, in the summer of 1974, and that engendered enough of an interest in blacksmithing to prompt him to trade for an anvil and tools. However, his workshop setup was not ventilated properly, and he managed to get himself in trouble with carbon dioxide poisoning at which point he basically closed down shop and moved on. Sometime in 2010 or so, he traded his anvil to a policeman in Florida for several yards of wool woven on a loom used during the civil war to make uniforms for confederate soldiers.
Edited by - Brooklynbanjoboy on 11/03/2023 02:49:51
He later had that wool made into a Civil War style jacket which I saw him wear a few times. I think Catherine may have made the jacket, but not sure about that.
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