Living with man’s best friend
We got Yogi in 1991. She was our pick from the litter of nine Yellow Lab puppies crawling around in a small pen like a bunch of red wiggler worms. My wife and daughter got to make the selection of which puppy we would take home, but Dad got to pick the name. Yogi just looked like a Yogi!
We never imagined that Yogi would become such a regal member of our family, as she was for 16 years. I originally had visions of making her into a “duck dog,” but the wife and daughter quickly dispersed those aspirations, giving her the “life of Riley” and making her the queen.