In Loving Memory of Scooter

SCOOTER TOOTER MILLS

April 2005-August 20, 2008

Blue and I buried our little Scooter last night beside Limo. Scooter headed out for one of his nightly excursions on Sunday 17 and never returned. I had checked with the neighbors where Scooter would always go to visit their dogs and I checked the pound. Some people had taken him home once when our neighbors didn't know that he was our dog yet, so I checked there again. Another time he was gone 3 days but showed up one night barking at the door. After 3 days of him being gone I decided to just except that he was gone for good. I kept having the impression that I needed to try harder in finding out what happened to him. Last night I walked down a dirt lane to the back of our property and along the irrigation ditch. I didn't find him and decided to walk down the road between the neighbors and us. I finally found him on my way back home in the ditch off the side of the road. He had been hit really hard by a car. He still had his harness on that he was always trying to get out of. I decided that I wanted to bury him instead of leaving him there to decay in the hot sun. I went home to tell Blue that I found him and that I would like it if he could help me. He got right off the computer. When we drove up I asked Blue if he was sad and said yes. I told him I could do but he told me, "No, I can do it, you'll get too upset". I did get out and help him though. I started to gag getting him into the grain bag. I drove back to the house to get gloves and by the time I got back Blue had him in the bag standing on the side of the road holding the bag out away from him. I asked why he didn't wait for me. He said, "I didn't want you to see the other side" (of his body that was touching the ground).SCOOTER KISSING BLAZE

Scooter was fearless. He loved running around, playing and barking at our pony "Dragon Fly" in her corral, getting her all excited to play with him. She would chase him, pouncing down on her front hooves and kicking up her hind legs.

SCOOTER SNUGGLING WITH TINKA

He loved our cats, Tinka and Pumpkin! Tinka couldn't stand him but she can't stand much of anyone. Pumpkin loved playing with him. They would chase each other, tackling one another and then rolling around in one big orange and red ball. I will miss having them playing in the garden while I am out there working, although they would destroy my plants.

SCOOTER AS A PUPPY

After Limo was killed on the same road I thought I just had to have another dachshund. When a women in town said she had a puppy I could have I couldn't resist. She couldn't sell him because he was past his "puppy prime". I gave her a $100 for him and took him home. Blue, Wind and I were on our way to Boise to take Wind up there to work with his dad. When we got there after dark, Troy came out to greet us and then he saw this little animal running around. He thought it was a rat, and then he said, "What do you have?" He didn't want me to get another dog. Later Troy took us to dinner and we left Scooter in a box in Troy's room. When we got back from dinner Scooter had jumped out of the box, pooped on Troy's sleeping bag then crawled into his bag to sleep!

SCOOTER TALKING TO BLUE

SCOOTER RESTING ON BLUE'S LAPS

Scooter loved to sleep in the morning sun that beamed through our glass door onto the kitchen floor. He loved sleeping in his little bed all curled up in his blanket. He couldn't be trusted to be alone and so had to be leashed to his bed anytime we left the house. He would secretly go upstairs (where he thought we would never notice) and pee on my mini Christmas trees. Oh! Would he get it from the Ensign, I would slap it on my leg a whole bunch of times and that would scare the be-geezers out of him.

SCOOTER LOVED HIS RAW HIDE STICKS
Blue loved Scooter. He would protect him. While watching TV Scooter would sit there staring at me whining. It drove me nuts and I would tell him to knock it off. Blue would say, "Hold him" or "Just pet him, he wants to be loved". He was always saying, "C'mon Scooter" and let Scooter snuggle up with him. Limo would sit up on his bottom to beg for food, but Scooter would jump 2 feet off the ground over and over to beg. While sitting at the dinner table you would see his head popping up and his ears flying up behind the table top. Scooter was a talker. When we would come home he would greet us by throwing his head back and giving a little howl. Limo never barked, but Scooter was horrible about barking. When we first got him and he started to bark we looked at him like, "What are you doing? You aren't suppose to bark! Stop doing that, you are embarrassing us" Troy would put Scooter on his back on Troy's lap and tickle his paws, driving Scooter crazy. He would drive us nuts with the annoying laugh he would do while tickling Scooter.

We will miss our little Scooter. Now that Blue is in school it is that more lonely having Scooter gone also. He would follow me everywhere while I worked around the house and outside.