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Some of my employees “rescued” Blackjack from his unsatisfactory home. Blackjack adjusted to his new home very well. He had over 1/2 an acre to roam and of course he lots of people around during the day.
Blackjack enjoyed all our employees and they played a little rough with him at times. That worried me, but he was really a gentle dog. I discovered while he was young that he loved to ride in the car and visit us at home. My wife was always surprised that he was so well behaved since he lived for about ten years as out watch dog at the office. He stayed there day and night and was good at scaring people off when he thought they did not belong.
When he came home he did not steal people-food like one would expect. If we had cheese and crackers out he would just walk by like they were of no interest to him. When we broke down and fed him something like that he would accept with relish but still was surprisingly well behaved.
Blackjack would have made a good therapy dog. He was gentle with children and although he would chase squirrels and stray cats he made great friends with Norm, Bailey and Abbey our three cats.
As you can tell from the ball in his mouth, he was not all watchdog. Blackjack retired about six years ago and adapted to being a spoiled member of the family. In his last year he developed problems with his back legs and had a hard time getting up. He could no longer jump in the car so I got a dog ramp which worked well for some time. I used a leash and at first he really balked about climbing up the ramp. As he got worse, though he developed a trust that allowed me to help him make the climb.
For the last nine months of his life we took him for acupuncture with Dr. Head Hut maker of the Steel Creek Animal Hospital. This treatment was recommended by Blackjack’s primary vet Bill Cooper of Saint. Francis Hospital for Animals. It might sound strange, but this treatment did him a world of good, and Blackjack had a good quality life that would have been much shortened if not for these fine caring doctors.
We miss the old boy. I wish I had taken more photos of him.