Guest Column: Just A Dog?

Early 1960’s, Dad finally got a good one. He trained Field Trial Dogs, so growing up you didn’t get attached to them. They’d come and go. Just dogs after all. I’d help him with his hobby, when I was younger. As I got into my teens, I was in pursuit of my own adventures.

Beau, we called him; his full name was Lord Bomar. His muscles rippled when he walked, he was the epitome of the Labra...