Memories of Schwartz
My wife had to put to sleep our dog Schwartz. He was a border collie Sheltie mix. He was a pound puppy so to speak. Born during the first gulf war in February 1991 he was in a litter of puppies from a female dog that a local family got from the pound who was pregnant. My daughter went to visit this litter and fell in love with one in particular. She called her mom to come see this puppy and I told her not to bring him home. I love dogs but my wife had alergies and I was afraid we would get attached to the dog and then had to give him up due to her allergies. Yet Judi went to see this puppy with a box with a towel on the bottom. She fell in love with this bundle of energy and brought him home. I was introduced to this puppy and he was named Schwartz which is Black in German. He as a black colored dog with a white muzzle and paws and a white tip on his tail. For eight years he lived with us at Newbury Park Academy.
I remember Schwartz barking really excitely as I filled up the bathtup. Then Judi told me he was most likely thirsty. As my first dog I forgot that we had to put water down so I put a bowel of water down and he lapped it up really long. That was what he was trying to tell me. Hey guys I want some of that stuff in the bathtup.
I remember Kristin putting a bandana on him and attaching him to a wagon and Schwartz acting like a sled dog and pulling her around. I remember climbing a mountain Perspiration peak which we renamed Schwartz peak with Schwartz and meeting a rattlesnake on the path going down and Schwartz wanting to sniff this new creature but I prevented him and we went around this danger by anouther route that was not a path.
I remember climbing up to schwartz peak on another day and this guy was flying this glider with a 12 foot wing span and it whooshed over head and Schwartz cringed as it flew overhead as it startled him. I knew it was coming for I could see to the valley below and saw it coming a few seconds before it swooshed over head.
I remember running schwartz on my bike and one day ran him until he would not run anymore seeing how many laps he would run. He ran seven and would not run another. He lay panting on Dr Crooks lawn and after he recovered I took him home.
I remember when Ron Thompsons dogs got out and attacked Schwartz. Schwartz pulled out of his collar and high tailed it home. He out distanced those larger dogs looking over his shoulder as if saying. Catch me if you can you Clowns. He was a very fast runner.
I remember after the 1994 Northridge earthquake Schwartz barking nervously at the noise of the quake and when Kristin KC Judi and I joined in a family hug Schwartz squirmed into the middle of us on the bed to join us in that hug. Schwarz did not want to be left out.
I remember him running to hills and I followed him but he would not come to me. For 30 minutes I followed him until he had enough of exploring and came to me. I was in my dress suit as I was getting ready for work and I picked him up and carried him home. Judi came home a few minutes later and looked at him asking me with her eyes if I had found Schwartz I told her I had.
I remember schwartz eyes would glow red like a demon dog at night in the low light and Grandma Sarah would be afraid of him as he slept beside her but she would see those red eyes looking at her and she was afraid.
I remember the long walks with schwartz.
In June 1999 we moved to Riverside and there Schwartz lived for another seven years until May 2006. I remember the long walks and he always wanted to be in the lead. He would pull really hard if any family member was ahead of him and he would strain on the leash until he was leading his family pack.
I remember how when his food bowel was empty he would carry his food bowel over in front of me and toss it in the air and look at me really long and hard.. When I acted like I did not know what he wanted he would pick up the food bowel and toss it in the air again in front of me and bark angryly. He was telling me. Hey I get hungry to guys.
Schwartz would leap onto the bed and sleep on the bed with us.
Schwartz had an active life for 13 years. He passed away on May 18 2006. He was 15 years old. He will be missed by his family and remembered. He grew up with my kids and he will be the family dog of their childhood. He guarded us from any potential threats including the postman and the UPS man and the sparklets water man. He let any and all coming to his door and ringing our door bell that they were entering his domain and he was on duty and to beware. He had sharp teeth and his bark let all know that here on this house he was the protector of this family.
We have our pictures and memories to remember Schwartz now. Fond memories they are of that black shiny eyes black furball and white paws and muzzle with a wagging tail and the way he would curl his lips and throw his head back into that familiar howl of welcome when family would come home after a day away.
We will remember you Schwartz. |