We brought Charlotte home at 5 months of age. It didn't take long before she had found her way into our hearts. She was often quite destructive as a puppy and adolescent. It's funny how I reflect so fondly on those episodes now. There was the time she drug a propane smoker off the porch into the yard. She ate a 3 foot tall thornless blackberry bush, ate an entire hot pepper plant and destroyed all of my potted plants. She was often known to jump onto tables to be closer to you. She shredded multiple outside chair cushions and many pairs of shoes. I might add that she always seemed so pleased with these accomplishments! 🤣 But, how could you resist that face.
Charlotte could run for days. She was always happiest outside running. There were a couple of occasions when I believe she tried to follow us when we left the house. I always kept a tag on her and was so thankful when I would get a call that someone had found her. She did eventually settle down and would only make the half mile trip between our house and my parents house.
Charlotte learned to climb fences shortly before turning 2 years old. Once we realized how she was getting out of the back yard, it just became the norm. When she wanted in, she would climb in; when she wanted out, she would climb out. By this time she was no longer a flight risk, so we just went with it.
Charlotte loved the farm and she loved being with me doing farm chores! She was always by my side. Early in her life she didn't like to ride and easily got car sick. But, with maturity she learned to love trips to the barn riding shotgun in the truck.
We lost Charlotte to a tragic accident on June 3, 2020. I'm thankful that I had taken the time to sit with her and talk to her that morning while I drank my coffee on the back porch. I didn't know it would be our last morning together or I would have slowed down and savored it a little more. She was such an extraordinary dog! She made extraordinary seem normal. We will always remember her and our lives will never quite be the same.