My Dog Nicky

Sam BralleyStarred Page By Sam Bralley, 28th Jul 2010 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1ag0q6g6/
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Remembrance of my childhood keep flashing before my eyes…

As long as I can remember, there was Nicky...

As long as I can remember, there was Nicky, my dog. I say ‘my’ but I guess he was the family dog. There is a personal reason I say ‘my’ and that is Nicky and I were more closely attached. You see, Nicky bit me through the upper lip when I was just eighteen months old my mom told me. I seem to have a vivid memory, but not that vivid that I could remember that far back. Mom said while playing, I hit Nicky over the head with a stick… I assume that’s when he bit me!

I guess I trained him right with that stick

Nicky was a rat terrier and a ‘holy' terror he was in the neighborhood. He wasn’t afraid of any dog, no matter the size not anyone for that matter. I guess I trained him right with that stick. Now my friend Vincent had a big shaggy retriever kind of dog named ‘Buddy’ that bit a chunk out of my brother Jack’s heel when he was riding the bike barefooted. Nicky didn’t bother others, but when he saw that he lit into that big dog and had him on the ground writhing in pain. Nicky about bit that dog’s nose off before we could get them separated. Buddy didn’t chase after us much after that.

I was jealous of sharing Nicky with the rest of the family

I guess I was jealous of sharing Nicky with the rest of the family, so I told my dad ‘I’ needed a dog. A few days later dad presented a darling little chow puppy I named ‘Pal’, because he was mine. Now not two many people had two dogs back then and mother said we didn’t need two either. Dad didn’t say much about it, but he loved to see me play with that pup.

Dad said Nicky would protect us all from evil critters

Remember me telling you about that first car, and us building a garage to keep it in, and that remodeling just so we could go to the bathroom inside and all? Well we had a lot of used lumber left over from the tearing away and the remodeling and such. One day while dad and us boys were going through that pile of lumber the dogs was just havin’ a time sniffin and seeing what they could find when a big rat bit Pal on the nose. Nicky saw it and he killed that rat. Dad said Nicky would protect us all from evil critters and things. In a few days, Pal died and we buried him out beside the old toilet. We didn’t bury that old rat though; dad just threw him in the trash.

Someday I just might

Nicky was a loyal part of our family. We had many more good times. I could probably write a book if I was to mention all the times I remember about that dog, and someday I just might.

Once there was a house full of kids

Nicky died at 17. The same age I was when my dad died in 1960. Mom said he missed dad just like we did. Peggy had a family of her own then and so did Jim and Jack. I was still in school so it was just mom and me left at the old home place. Some times things happen all of a sudden like that. Once there was a house full of kids and mom & dad and their dog. I buried Nicky right beside where we had buried Pal.

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Chow Puppy, Dog, Dogs, Family Dog, Pet, Pets, Rat Terrier, Retriever, Sad, Story

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I'm Sam, and welcome to my page. I'm retired from the USPS and I like to meet people through writing. Hope you enjoy yourselves and please rate my offerings.

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author avatar Retired
29th Jul 2010 (#)

What a wonderful story. Thanks for sharing this with us:)

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author avatar Sam Bralley
29th Jul 2010 (#)

thanks Petra for your nice comments...

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author avatar Denise O
5th Aug 2010 (#)

Sam, Our family have always had dogs but, I have to say the most memorable relationship I have witnessed was with my son's ( was suppose to be a family dog)dog Boo.
Boo passed away last year and my son still yearns for him. My son is a adult now but, I still have my wonderful memories of seeing them two walking in the woods, Boo a few steps ahead, as usual, to make sure the path was safe for his best friend.
Yes, there is nothing better than a boy and his dog. Thanks for sharing.

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author avatar Sam Bralley
15th Sep 2011 (#)

thank you so much for the nice share of Boo and your son. I agree, there's nothing like a boy and his dog.
(so sorry I'm so late in responding)

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author avatar C. Michael Davis
9th Aug 2010 (#)

Great story. Are you sure we didn't grow up in the same neighborhood?

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author avatar Sam Bralley
15th Sep 2011 (#)

thank you so much for the compliment, but I don't believe so-- also, thanks for the comment...

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author avatar Steve Kinsman
14th Sep 2011 (#)

What a thoroughly touching story Sam. Thank you.

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author avatar Sam Bralley
15th Sep 2011 (#)

thanks Steve, I appreciate your kind remarks...

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author avatar Tranquilpen
22nd Sep 2011 (#)

Riveting stuff my friend, you writing flows like a rippling stream of clear sparkling water. Thank you.

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author avatar Sam Bralley
22nd Sep 2011 (#)

Thank you my friend for your gracious remarks, and you are certainly welcome...

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author avatar Shivam_
6th Oct 2011 (#)

I think you have intense attachments with your childhood, well shared

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author avatar Tranquilpen
3rd Nov 2011 (#)

Me again Sam, Just had to read about Nicky one more time.

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author avatar Sam Bralley
3rd Nov 2011 (#)

*thanks so much Shivam for visiting and making such a nice comment...
*thanks to you my friend Tranquilpen for coming back again...

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author avatar Bridgitte Williams
14th Nov 2011 (#)

Loved this and the great photos! :-) I had a cat that lived to a ripe old age...23.

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author avatar Sam Bralley
14th Nov 2011 (#)

thanks Bridgitte for stopping by and making comment. That was quite an old age for any pet, don't you think...

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