was only with us for two years before we lost him, but he so enriched our life and we miss him dearly every day.... following
is a story about Turk and some poems in tribute to him:
Hello all, I just
had to write. Have you ever had one of those photo opportunity moments and didn't have a camera? Well, this would have been
the biggest hit on America's
Funniest Home Video's, but of course, I don't have a video camera.
For those of you
who don't know us, we have a Belgian Malinois that is quite large. He's just about the size of a Great Dane (about 90lbs),
but he's all Malinois. He's not quite mature yet either, so as big as he is he still acts like a puppy sometimes. Think of
a big goofy Scooby Doo on speed and you've got the picture of our dog named Turk.
Well, I came home
and Turk had somehow gotten his head through a hole in one of the big blue tarps that we had covering the side of the puppy
kennel and pulled it off of the kennel. So here I see this huge "caped crusader" romping joyfully all over the back yard,
with the most part of this 6' x 8' tarp flapping over the back of him (just like superman) while at the same time three 3
month old puppies were chasing after him and latching onto any part of the tarp that they could as he would run by and then
they were hanging on for dear life. As he went round and round our acre yard, trying to outrun the pups (I guess), they were
getting thrown off and would go flying in every direction, only to get back up, pick up speed and latch onto that tarp again.
How he got his head in the front of it I'll never know, as he had only about 8" of it on the front of his neck, the rest was
all flowing behind him. One great big moving tug toy for the puppies. Lord only knows how long they had been at that but they
were all having a blast until I came home and took the darn tarp toy away.
I swear to you that
I have never seen anything so funny in all my life. I was laughing so hard I almost peed my pants. After realizing that if
"Super Turk" got the tarp caught on something, he might just get hurt, I went out and rescued him from himself and the tarp.
I just had to share. I know that I can't do verbal justice to the picture that I came home to, and I'm still laughing thinking
of how funny they all looked and how oblivious he was to what was going on and just how much fun they must have all been having.
So Turk is being
dubbed the "Caped Crusader" from hence forth. Our Super Turk, that's our boy. (Did I mention that he's my husband’s
dog and not mine???)
Yelm, WA USA