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This week’s Get in Our Duds challenge question is in memory of Bosley, our long time KEEN mascot. Bosley was a 3 legged Boston Terrier who graced many a KEEN adventure. From design development meetings to inspiring the marketing team Bosley was always at the heart of KEEN. Some of our best Bosley memories happened outside the office, we took Bosley cross country skiing (in a back pack), hiking & on adventures to the beach (where he wanted his picture taken at all the tourist spots).
We’d like to hear your best pet story. Did you take your cat camping, did Fido ward of a bear? Share your story to be entered this week’s challenge for a KEEN and MK fall outfit.
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I have a Jack Russel Terrier who LOVES to go camping with me. This past summer, we took her with us for a weekend of camping and fishing at the beach. Unfortunately, we tent-camp, and she’s used to being able to go out at all hours through her doggy door. So we were up every couple hours to take her for a walk outside.
About three in the morning, the raccoons came into camp. We were sleeping with our tent vents open, so one sat there and stared at us … until the dog woke up and scared it away. We spent the next 3 hours walking her around camp so she could police the raccoons and keep them out of our site. It was fun to see the way such a small dog tried to protect her family in the woods
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I got my first cat when I was 9. He was just a kitten and I was obsessed with him. That first year, he went with me from Texas to Illinois where my brother and I would spend a few weeks with our grandparents. My parents drove my brother and I halfway to meet my grandparents. We went out to dinner and left my kitten in the motel room where we had some snacks from our road trip and a plastic container full of kitten food. Upon our return to the room we found the plastic container scratched up in his desperate attempts to get into it and Twinkies were torn from their wrapping, partially eaten and mashed into the motel carpeting. Not that he was ever grossly overweight but in retrospect I think that night foreshadowed his life of gluttony. Once we got to Illinois, he continued to amuse me by fertilizing my grandmother’s house plants. We had 14 good years together.
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As a kid, we had an Irish Setter named Mandy. I followed her everywhere as a baby… and she followed me everywhere as I learned to walk. I’ve no particular story in mind, but only that she was the best pal ever! Ahhh, the good ol’ days.
Last month I let my girlfriend Lynne’s dog “roxy” out the door to do her thing. I was just barely into my first cup of coffee, so she was on her own. Moments Lynne came screaming into the house. A horrible piercing noise. I went running outside and Roxy was laying broken in the middle of the street after being run over by a school bus. As Lynne was screaming like crazy and the poor dog was laying there dying. I went out into the middle of the street in my keen sneakers and picked Roxy up afraid of hurting her worse but more afraid of another car hitting her. I picked her up and heard this audible popping sound “oh no” I have paralized her. She lifted her head and licked me. What the heck after calming Lynne enough to get in the car we drove to our friend “Deb” the wonder vet! Roxy was fine a little sore and she threw up the “leftover spaghetti” she had for breakfast.
omg – that is a great story. and since i was there, i happen to know it was true. she is now Roxy, The Miracle Dog! it turns out that Roxy must have hit the bus and bounced off, and not the other way around, or she would be long gone!!! all thanks to the Keen shoes that Drew was wearing to save Roxy!!!
My dog, Shawnee, always hikes with me. I can’t stand to see litter in the woods so I am always picking up assorted garbage. Was Shawnee perhaps trying to do her part? One day as we were hiking, she stopped to sniff something and I told her to “leave it” because well, when a dog sniffs that intently, it is usually not good. She backed away and I could clearly see she had been sniffing some really rotten cold cuts somebody had left behind. I was not picking that up – smelled like something had died. We moved on and I had completely forgotten about those cold cuts even as we were heading back through that same area. Shawnee, anticipating passing by there again, apparently had the whole thing planned out. She remembered exactly where those cold cuts were and was ready with her plan of attack. Without skipping a beat, she honed in and snarfed them down before I realized what happened. Mission accomplished – litter gone. Fortunately, she did not get sick but she may have spared some poor wild animal a tummy ache.
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Irish Setter…
Interesting Irish Setter info….