jharris
Sous Chef
I love boxers. My second mother was one.
Cappy and I circa 1960
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Cappy was a spayed female and adopted me as her own when I was born.
Mom told me that one time Cappy and I were in the kitchen as she prepared dinner. I reached up for the hot pan on the stove.
Reflexively and out of terror Mom grabbed my hand, turned me away from the stove and gave me a swat on the behind.
Out of fear and maternal instinct and before Mom could say NO! HOT! Cappy proceeded to nip moms ankle.
Dear Cappy.... she was a sweet girl.
Thanks for invoking wonderful memories of my dear companion and protector.
Cappy and I circa 1960
View attachment 17594
Cappy was a spayed female and adopted me as her own when I was born.
Mom told me that one time Cappy and I were in the kitchen as she prepared dinner. I reached up for the hot pan on the stove.
Reflexively and out of terror Mom grabbed my hand, turned me away from the stove and gave me a swat on the behind.
Out of fear and maternal instinct and before Mom could say NO! HOT! Cappy proceeded to nip moms ankle.
Dear Cappy.... she was a sweet girl.
Thanks for invoking wonderful memories of my dear companion and protector.
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