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Notes: In 1965, Grandma Fern and Grandpa Elwood had a new wall-to-wall wool carpet installed in the living and dining rooms of the Merritt Street house. Grandma felt they could put in a nice new carpet because for once the family didn’t have a dog. (Butch, the valiant Boston Bull Terrier, had gone to dog heaven to join Pal the Chesapeake Bay retriever and Duke the St. Bernard/Airedale mix).
However, Rick felt the family was not complete without a dog. (How he could know this is a mystery, since he was going to school at UC Davis at the time. If anything was missing at home, it was him.) He did know, however, that his sisters adored cute Bassett hounds, and he happened to find a beautiful one for sale in Davis. So he bought the dog, drove home with her in his MG convertible, and then immediately left her with a stunned mother (who didn't/doesn't love dogs with the same passion as the rest of the family). When he left to return to campus, the dog chased the car down the street, with Grandma Fernie chasing the dog. Later she probably realized that she should just have let the dang thing go. But to her credit, she fed and tended the dog, named Hannah. Susan, Andee (whom Rick was dating then), and Linda loved Hannah’s sad face, big paws, and velvety ears and mug.
Trading on that popularity, one morning some time later, Hannah got up on her hind paws and ate an entire cube of butter off the table before the family sat down to breakfast. Then she went into the living room and threw up the whole cube on the brand new carpet. We had many more adventures with Hannah. Grandma Fern will be happy to tell you about them. Linda, Susan, and Andee still adore Rick for bringing Hannah into our lives.
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