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Grand Dog (Ann & Zurie)

Eileen wanted grandchildren so had to settle for Ann's grand dog Zurie.  Eileen would hold the ball for a while and pretend to throw it, then she would.  Good fun.  Larry was thrown to a barking dog when he was babysat as a child, so did not like dogs - even goldens, but Mother got to loving Zurie. 

One Mother's day (or near Mother's Day) I came in the house crying, towing Zurie by the leash. She had found a baby rabbit nest in the snow on the mountain.  She was trying to sympathize with my sensibilities, but being a good farmer, couldn't help smiling.  I said: "you want her to get all the bunnies - right?  Then you go out with her and finish up any (maimed) animals.

When she had dementia, I told her about Zurie and a hawk chasing a bunny and she didn't like that story.  Then, towards the end it was too much for her and she didn't want Zurie around anymore.  But I remember her loving her furry grand child.
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