Funny Pet Stories –
Friends of ours came over last night and we began to swap funny pet stories. Here are a few of mine:
We use to have a dog named “Eddie” and a Cockateel. I didn’t like either because both refused to listen to me & I really believed the Cockateel really hated me. lol I was getting home one night about 9:00 pm and found that Eddie got out. Well I tried and tried to catch that dog but he thought it was all a game. He’d run back and forth and allow me to come within inches of him and the run again. Well after I was exhausted and mad, I finally caught him. I grabbed him by the excess skin behind his ears and carried him into the house. Now he was yelping like he was being killed. Well the bird picked up on that yelp and parroted it perfectly. Every time that bird saw me, he would yelp like that dog.
What are some of your funny pet stories?
I love going around the world xanga style. I’m curious as to where everyone lives. Don’t give your longitude or latitude so your exact position is revealed to Jack Bauer’s but your state or country would be appreciated.
Here is some of the history of Yankton, South Dakota – my home town.
According to legend, Lewis and Clark made a token gesture of peace by wrapping a newborn Indian baby in an American flag. That baby grew up to become the Sioux chief Struck-By-The-Ree, who was one of the moving forces behind the Treaty of 1858 which opened up much of what would become Dakota Territory for settlement.
The treaty set the stage for the founding of Yankton. The first settlements were built along a stream then known as Rhine Creek (it was changed to Marne Creek during World War I, honoring America’s French ally and snubbing the Germanic heritage of the original moniker). The early settlement was often referred to as Old Strike’s Camp of Charlie’s Town, so named after early settler Charles Picotte.
The city was a thriving river town in its early days and was designated as the first capital of Dakota Territory.
Yankton faced its first real frontier threat with the so-called Scare of 1862. When the Santee Sioux of Minnesota instigated an uprising against the surge of white settlers, and the hostility sent shockwaves into neighboring Dakota. Although no war ever developed in the Yankton area, some violence was reported east of the village near Mission Hill. The Yankton stockade was built to house all area white settlers. Fortunately, it was never needed and the stockade was dismantled.
America’s will to move west made Yankton an important crossroads. In 1873, Lt. Col. George Custer brought his Seventh Calvary to Yankton on its way west to the Black Hills — a mysterious and alluring bank of mountains where the discovery of gold would soon change the territory forever. Custer, his wife Libbie and his soldiers were in Yankton for three weeks in the spring of 1873, enjoying the booming city’s hospitality and surviving a ferocious April blizzard. Also, Custer battled pneumonia at this time and was gravely ill at one point. Although Custer’s stay in Yankton was brief, his impact on its history still remains.
Struck by the Ree
Two Lances & Charles Picotte (We have a street named Picotte)
To leap and spring about joyfully, to frisk and frolic about without a care.
