Liller was a part of our walking group of well behaved, untethered dogs. She would come along behind, waiting for a quick snack out of my pocket, never taking her eyes off of the treats. All of the other dogs knew to not compete with her for snacks... she had a grab like a guided missile. And she also had a scream ( a quiet scream if there is such a thing) when another dog bent her rules about turf. I will miss all of her rules and requirements of us.
She would walk amiably with many females, but she was territorial around her pen. Way back in her beginnings with us, she marked off her pen with an old license plate and various other items she dragged there to warn away intruders. The license plate is still there.
Liller ran away once. We found her about a mile down the road in a field, very frightened. I had to crawl up to her to get her to come with me. Whether it was an animal or a human who frightened her, I don't know, but it was during the time of her first puppies. Maybe she chased an animal out of here? maybe she met the wolf that frequents that field? She never left again, so I do believe she was decoying something away from her pups. She was the most wolfy dog I've had here.
The dogs are all a bit quiet today. We are all very sad. She is irreplaceable. Someone said today, " All dogs are special, but she was SPECIAL!" That does sum it up.
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