Throughout our married life , once the kiddos started to arrive, Ruth had a continual menagerie to put up with. The most common were dogs, so the dogs are bound to pop up in our stories! One of the last dogs was Christy. She was part fox terrier and probably part border collie. She was a sociable dog, but seemed to know better than most to know when she was welcome. One of her "standards" was to go with me after I was through for the day and went to run an errand in the car. She would hop in the car and sit up to survey the oncoming traffic. As Corien (age 4) said one day, "She gets in and sits up just like Momma!"
To continue in the "pet mode" Paul decided to have some birds. Probably a lost parakeet or some such preceded his desire to take care of "his own" pets. The result was 2 pair of ring-necked doves. Everything went fine until it came time for him to "move on". We just let them go. These doves are essentially identical to mourning doves, except there is a feathery ring around their necks. The last time I was in "The Valley" dove hunting came up. It was pointed out that a new type of dove had become very numerous. The Game Wardens were lumping them in with "the Mourners" to control the legal limit problem, but if the situation persisted a new category would have to be designated. So instead of "mourning doves"and "white wing doves" only, the third category would be "ring-necked doves". Paul, do you suppose you did this by yourself?
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