December 23, 2005 – September 26, 2010
I remember when Argelius and Scooter would walk with me down to the old camp. Argelius was big and slow, while Scooter was lean and fast. So they found a way to play together. Argelius would stand at the center of the glade, while Scooter would stream in and out of the edge of the woods at top speed like a hyena. Scooter’s challenge was to pass as close to him as possible, while Argelius’ aim was to block Scooter’s drive.
Now Scooter was pretty fast, but Argelius soon found the rhythm. He would jump in the way at the last second, before Scooter could turn to avoid. Wham!
And they did this and did this until Scooter was too hot to run anymore and had to take a swim in the river.
Argelius would go in with him and splash and thrash with him in the water.
Then they would do it all over again.
Those were great days, watching the dogs play during my wilderness walk. I shall never forget those days. Nor shall I forget Argelius.