Aunt Nellie's Dog

Aunt Nellie and Uncle Harold farmed all their lives, until they retired to a nice little house in the city. While I was growing up, my parents would occasionally drive out to their farm for a  visit.  Because they had no children, I was not very excited to go along.

On one of those visits I was wearing a flared skirt.  Being a little  bit bored, I was twirling around on her dining room floor, when Aunt Nellie told me I had to stop because I was wearing out the linoleum!!  I was so crushed and didn't know what to do.  I found "The Dog" sitting on the floor by her desk.  Holding back  the tears I sat myself down right next to "The Dog" and proceeded to unload my woes to "The Dog."   Years went by and I never forgot that incident.  Perhaps, because my mother kept fueling the issue, by saying over and over "how could a little girl, wear out the linoleum by twirling?"

Time went on, Aunt Nellie passed away, leaving my cousin and myself to take care of things.  We had to disburse the household, giving each cousin dibs on what they wanted.  We are a close group, and they all agreed I should get 'The Dog'.  And for good reason, they all had heard the story!!
"The Dog" was not the most valuable item in the house, but it was important to me.

My Aunt Minnie made this dog for Aunt Nellie.  It is made out of a brick for the body, I don't know what the head is made of and all covered with  (I'm guessing cow hair) !!  She even gave "The Dog" a cute little collar!

"The Dog" doesn't have a name, but he's on my living room floor;  reminding me, that anything is replaceable, and sharp words can never be taken back.  

And that's the way it is...............................