MeMe

 

 Samben

presents 

 SpiritLodge

 Screaming’ MeMe

 Spiritlodge

 Screamin’

 MeMe!!

     

 

Samben presents Spiritlodge Screamin’ MeMe.  (Click »here«to see her pedigree on K9Data.com.)

MeMe stacked at 7 weeks
MeMe stacked at 7 weeks

She is chock-full of life, love, and pizzazz!   Her promise was clear from the start:  she was consistently solidly grounded, four-square on her feet, and I immediately took to calling her my little coffee-table.  That nick-name came from her habit of zooming in alongside me in a flash, all four feet square on the ground and her top-line perfectly level, as if she was ready to carry out a tray to the backyard on it.

Let's all get to work!
No lounging around, let’s all get to work NOW!

Of course, when there was no tray around to carry (and there never was), she quickly found something else to carry!   And places to climb!   Below you can see her already scaling chairs within hours of her arrival from Canada.  In that short time she had already mastered the house, the other dogs, and so quickly set about working on the backyard and one of its inhabitants.  To put it mildly, Zoe the cat was rather dismayed at realizing she would no longer be the only one climbing the furniture!

Yeah, well now that I'm here we are going to change some of that!
Yeah, well now that I’m here we are going to change some of that!

 

Oh yeah?  Well, I can beat up my big brother too!
Oh yeah? Well, I can beat up my big brother too!

MeMe quickly adopted Rex as her brother-protector, and has continued to torment him mercilessly to this day.  (Fear not, he actually loves her and clearly relishes her constantly pummeling and trouncing on him.)   Alex doesn’t quite take it the same way, and she is smart enough to know this and to leave him alone.   Unless it is time for them to go bird-hunting, which for her is anytime she is awake.

It's mine, get your own, Alex. Pouting won't make me change my mind.
It’s mine Alex, get your own. Pouting won’t make me change my mind.

The first time she left my yard. . . well, the picture to the right speaks for itself. Of course, since she was only three (3) months old at the time, I wasn’t really expecting her to do such a thing . . . but birdiness and a love for upland game runs deep in her psyche. . .

She has matured a touch since those early days, and along with maturity she has gained a touch of propriety.   Not a lot, just a touch.

Six months old and in the park! Of course she's smiling!
Six months old and in the park! Of course she’s smiling!

I know better than to fall for it, because while she can almost look composed at times, just a few moments later. . .

Ah ha! Fooled you, and now I'm loose . . . !!!!
Ah ha! Fooled you, and now I’m loose . . . !!!!

 

And then a few blinks of an eye later . . . here she is at two years of age.  As you can see if you click »here«, all of her health clearances are in place.  In other words, she is raring to go!

Her youthful motto remains clear: no hurdle will be left unjumped!

 

Jump, you said? Sure, I can do that.
Jump, you said? Sure, I can do that.

 

After all, she is Screamin’ MeMe!!!!

But any old dog can run THROUGH the tunnel. Where's the fun in that???
But any old dog can run THROUGH the tunnel. Where’s the fun in that???

 

I am a member in good standing of the Golden Retriever Club of America, the Golden Retriever Club of Canada, and the Golden Retriever Club (of England) .   I firmly adhere to the published Code of Ethics of these Clubs.   Here are hyperlinks to take you directly to each one of them:  GRCA and the GRCC.

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