HELGA

When Stan heard that Blue dog died he brought Helga to us. We didn't want Helga because she is Jed's dog (and because her name is awful, really awful). Jed is on a mission and will want Helga back when he gets home. Basically we just didn't want someone else's dog in case something happened to it. Around our house dogs die, they just do; its a bad deal. Jed trained Helga to be a pretty good cow dog. We had her one week and she got stepped on by a cow. Her back leg came out of socket in the worst way, a way that it wont go back in. The vet tried to help her but basically said he can't. So she is wounded for life, go us. Aside from that we actually love Helga. I'm not sure why but I have a soft spot for her. Maybe because I love Jed and maybe because Helga is so good to my kids. They love her. Josie talks about Helga being sad every time we pull out of the driveway because she will miss us. Then when we pull back in she says, "We are home Helga". Today Josie said she needed to go out side to babysit Helga for a while. So she did.