Tuesday, January 28, 2020

The Dogs Of My Life ~ Post No. 2 of 12 ~ Troll


It feels really good to be back to blogging, Your welcoming comments on my post meant so much.  

Earlier, I posted the story about Troika, my first dog. She was to be the first in a series where I wrote about the twelve dogs that have shared my life. Foundlings most of them, pure breeds some, mutts some, big and small, smart, silly, brave, fearful, all loving and adding so much goodness to my life. 

This is the story of Troll, my second dog. The only dog I feel I let down, where I still feel guilty when I think of him, even though it all ended very well for him. I am, after all, not the only person who can provide a good home for a dog.


Once upon a long time ago, I was married and lived on 40 acres in the Sourland Mountains, about 13 miles outside Princeton, N.J. This was some years after the animated film 101 Dalmatians came out and I, as many others, was enamored by (or is it - with) these beautiful spotty dogs. So one day, my husband, Mike, and I set out to get a puppy. I named him Troll. He came to be the only AKC registered dog, purchased from  a breeder, that ever came to live with me. 


Troll grew up to be a very handsome dog, sweet and loving. Most of all though, he was a lot of fun. I swear, if dogs have a sense of humor, he had it. Always up to some mischief. He had this uncanny ability to find among our guests, the one person who really didn't like dogs at all. And bug them as much as he could until I had to come to the rescue.

I raised Troll myself, and like Samson and a few other dogs I have known, he had a very hard head. I trained him to do many things, he was bright and easy to train. If he enjoyed something, he would do it. He knew it all, but thought he knew best and could be very stubborn. I loved my Troll so much. Most mornings, we'd go for about a five-mile walk on country roads surrounding farm fields. Then we would run around the place and play. Oh, the energy one had at 25!


One evening, Mike and I were going somewhere when we spotted something moving by the roadside. It was two kittens someone had discarded. We took them in and they soon taught Troll what hid behind their furry paws. After a few nose scratches, the three of them became best buddies. Troll loved to play with them, not sure how they felt about it. 


Sadly, Troll became a victim of Mike's and my divorce. I tried to take him with me, it didn't work, he was too young, too used to country life, too difficult to contain in a small apartment. Mike didn't want him, but we had a friend, who also happened to be Troll's favorite person, who agreed to adopt him. 

I always felt guilty for leaving him, but so glad he ended up having a good life. I heard from friends who visited Troll's new family that he had been hit by a car, but survived. Troll always wanted to swim in our pool, but couldn't get in and out of it because of the way it was designed. But he swam a lot in his new family's pool and became a much loved member of this family.

Troll was my second dog and it would be many, many years, before I got my third. Several cats lived with me during the in-between years, and later too, together with the many dogs Errol and I took care of over our 30 years together. 

I hope to write about one dog a month this year. My next dog was a Doberman Pinscher named Gypsy. I have no photos of her in this computer, so she will be my impetus to figuring all that out before the end of next month.







24 comments:

  1. Troll was beautiful and you did the right thing by him, so no need for guilty feelings. he was much happier with family, pool and running space. his breed is not good for apartment living and being left alone for many hours..

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  2. You are right, of course. Its just so hard when you love them so much. Strangely, I have never worried about the cats. Mike kept them and the house, as it was his to begin with and he liked cats better than dogs.

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  3. I have really enjoyed reading this story, and Seeing how beautiful Troll was! I love the picture of you both! You did NOT let him down!! Some people would have taken him to the shelter, but you gave him a good home with people he loved and who loved him. And he would have been so miserable in your new smaller place. I am really looking forward to your other dog stories!! And maybe throw in a few cats now and then?

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  4. Hi Inger - I went back to read Troika - gorgeous shots of you and your life back then; now here with Troll - just stunning ... such a pity re the divorce - but at least he went to a good family. Again - wonderful to see ... cheers Hilary

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  5. A new loving home, he would be able to have that swim he so enjoyed, and never feel guilty, this was the best for him, and far better than not able to run free and enjoy open spaces, a small apartment is not for any dog, in my mind.What a great memory of you both in the snow, beautiful photo .

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  6. Troll was a beauty, dalmatians have handsome coats. That was heart wrenching to give him up but like you said, you are not the only one to give a dog a good home. It sounds like he was happy swimming in the pool, etc. with his new family.

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  7. I love that photo of you playing in the snow with Troll. You did the best thing for Troll, giving him a country life. Dalmatians and apartment living don’t go together, as you knew. Sometimes doing the best thing for our animals feels like the most painful thing for us. You chose well. And what a beauty!

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  8. A wonderful story, and I'm glad it had a happy ending. I do think dogs (at least some dogs) have a sense of humor, and no doubt that Troll had one. Looking forward to your next post!

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  9. The dog in your header reminded me of my first dog, Shorty. She lived with me from elementary school to my Freshman year in college. She was loyal and so intelligent it was as if she were a furry human. When she died, a bit of my heart went with her. Loved your happy ending for Troll. Not every ending for our furry friends end that way!

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  10. Inger, what a beautiful dog. Doing the right thing is hard, but you did it. So good to hear from you and looking forward to more posts.

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  11. Such a hard thing to do but it doesn't sound like you had much choice and you did give him to a caring family.
    I grew up in northern NJ.

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  12. You're back!! Troll must have been a joy, a beautiful joy. Looking forward to your next dog!

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  13. What a beautiful dog Troll was. I can fully understand your feeling bad about having to find him a new home but you did great by him.

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  14. Had to smile at the picture of you two in the snow. If Troll didn't have spots he wouldn't have been seen at all cept for the nose and eyes. You did the best thing for your dog. He didn't just go to some random home. He went whee he was all ready loved and could enjoy the active, outdoor life. I think he would have been miserable in an apartment and you would have been also knowing he was.

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  16. I enjoyed learning about Troll and seeing the photos. i really enjoyed reading it - i'll be looking forward to the next one! I only know one story about a Doberman - my dad's dad had one when my dad was in his 30's and when he would stop by the dog disliked him a lot and would try to attack him and finally bit him one time. That's all i know about a doberman, lol.

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    1. We had three, two were the best dogs, then we had a disturbed one.

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    2. well that explains it - my grandpa definitely had a disturbed one or ....he didn't like policemen which my dad was,, back in the day.

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  17. what a story! it reads like a mini-novel. and it did have a happy ending. you did right by Troll even though it might have broken your heart to lose him at the time. and isn't life amazing...
    here you are in the desert canyon... and another lifetime. so removed from New Jersey! and now the widow of your beloved Errol. I often think I have lived three different lifetimes in one. I look forward to the stories of your other wonderful dogs! (our children really.) XOXO

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    1. At least three and so glad you liked my story.

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  18. Storytelling, I should say as I want to work on that here on my blog.

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  19. What a wonderful post!! I will enjoy hearing about past dogs! Troll was a beauty for sure, it must have broke your heart to have to part but how lucky to find such a great home for him. Look at that beautiful snow scene! I love it. Gracie says thank you Samson for all the sweet comments on her post. She said, at least her ears are good for something besides getting ear infections ;-)

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  21. I have let down some dogs. You did the best you could, and I'm sure he had a lovely home.

    Love,
    Janie

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Thanks for leaving a comment.. ~~ Inger

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