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Before this epic begins, I must warn you that this is a long bit – if you actually intend to pay attention, perhaps a cup of coffee is in order, or a sandwich…a big one.
“C’mon,” she said, “go with me. I’m gonna look at their new colt. Let’s take your bike.”
She was Jane Lehr, a veterinarian friend who lived on the outskirts of Barrington Hills, Illinois. Laura and I were visiting for a few days. My wife was napping, so Janie and I loaded up on my motorcycle and rode the 10 miles to the Sanford residence so she could check on Sanford’s latest acquisition, a yearling saddlebred. As we turned off the road onto the gravel lane that wound its way 200 yards to the 7,000 square foot house, Jane asked me to stop.
I took the advise you gave at the beginning of this piece and got a cup of coffee…actually finished it as I listened.
This is a fine story about a special dog! Got to tell you that I remember Cesar, especially remember how he and Curt got along; a fond memory it is!