Comments on: A Boy and His Dog http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/ Listen to stories on anything from honeymoons to WWII, from award-winning journalists to first-time writers alike, from anywhere in the world. Fri, 30 Jul 2010 14:37:12 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: araç kameraları http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-55833 Fri, 13 Jun 2008 06:45:58 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-55833 hi, I want to say to you some things about animals. First time cows, they are very importand for people and they are so nice animals. Second one vild animals; they are also imprtance for the naturel world. i watch so time documentary TV , and like real animal life. some animal eatin other animals, but should be it for the naturel life. Anyway, thanks and love animals hi, I want to say to you some things about animals. First time cows, they are very importand
for people and they are so nice animals. Second one vild animals; they are also imprtance for
the naturel world. i watch so time documentary TV , and like real animal life. some animal
eatin other animals, but should be it for the naturel life. Anyway, thanks and love animals

]]> by: debbie http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-46838 Tue, 22 Apr 2008 17:51:42 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-46838 I am so lost my son 15 raise his walker coon dog from a pup hunting him every night he could he was so proud of the job he had done. He would take him to hunt with grown men and win i can't tell you how much he loved this dog and we awoke this morning to fine he had gotten out of his pin and go hit my a car and had died see this man had gave him a dog to train with his dog Buck and the new dog dug out of the pin and buck followed. My son is so heart broken how do i help him what to i say i was looking for a pome that talked about the love and bond between a boy and his dog any advice? I am so lost my son 15 raise his walker coon dog from a pup hunting him every night he could he was so proud of the job he had done. He would take him to hunt with grown men and win i can’t tell you how much he loved this dog and we awoke this morning to fine he had gotten out of his pin and go hit my a car and had died see this man had gave him a dog to train with his dog Buck and the new dog dug out of the pin and buck followed. My son is so heart broken how do i help him what to i say i was looking for a pome that talked about the love and bond between a boy and his dog any advice?

]]> by: Sue Pathkiller http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-11843 Fri, 20 Apr 2007 09:41:13 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-11843 My former husband, Ronnie Pathkiller used to write short stories with his good friend Ken Bingham in Rogers AR. Are you him? Please drop me an email if it's you. (suzanne@echorider.com) /Sue My former husband, Ronnie Pathkiller used to write short stories with his good friend Ken Bingham in Rogers AR. Are you him? Please drop me an email if it’s you. (suzanne@echorider.com)
/Sue

]]> by: karen devaney http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-1952 Wed, 31 Jan 2007 18:47:16 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-1952 Dear Ken, your story moved me for many reasons. The obvious, of course, the loss of your dog, but more so the loss of your friend, and the void it left in your heart. My father had a dog, Skippy who endured, a not as painful fate as Kingo, but still my dad can not speak of Skippy with out getting emotional...and that was many moons ago. During those times, you described, I thought to myself how wonderful to go play in the woods (I am a tomboy at heart) without worry or mind of being kidnapped. In one sense the by gone days sound sweet and uncomplicated, yet in another ,they ring calous and insensitive. My father has stories of his experiences in the orphanage where he lived until he was seven. Difficult stuff. I am a writer now, but have worked as a RN, with older folks who share amazing stories. Having an Irish heritage, stories are like water...I need them! Really enjoyed your style and look forward to reading more of your work. Karen Dear Ken, your story moved me for many reasons. The obvious, of course, the loss of your dog, but more so the loss of your friend, and the void it left in your heart. My father had a dog, Skippy who endured, a not as painful fate as Kingo, but still my dad can not speak of Skippy with out getting emotional…and that was many moons ago. During those times, you described, I thought to myself how wonderful to go play in the woods (I am a tomboy at heart) without worry or mind of being kidnapped. In one sense the by gone days sound sweet and uncomplicated, yet in another ,they ring calous and insensitive. My father has stories of his experiences in the orphanage where he lived until he was seven. Difficult stuff.
I am a writer now, but have worked as a RN, with older folks who share amazing stories. Having an Irish heritage, stories are like water…I need them! Really enjoyed your style and look forward to reading more of your work.
Karen

]]> by: Ken Bingham http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-973 Sat, 16 Dec 2006 13:28:02 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-973 Douglas, I'm glad to hear about your memories of childhood pets. Yes dogs can be very resourceful and determined and their loyalty is unmatched. They were right when they said "mans best friend". Thanks for your reply Dave, thank you for your comments. I see you're a fellow who can relate to the story. The movies you've mentioned are all great classics, especially "Where the red fern grows" that was filmed not a hundred miles from where I grew up. Cheers and thanks again. KEN Douglas, I’m glad to hear about your memories of childhood pets. Yes dogs can be very resourceful and determined and their loyalty is unmatched. They were right when they said “mans best friend”. Thanks for your reply

Dave, thank you for your comments. I see you’re a fellow who can relate to the story. The movies you’ve mentioned are all great classics, especially “Where the red fern grows” that was filmed not a hundred miles from where I grew up. Cheers and thanks again. KEN

]]> by: Dave Stauffer http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-905 Thu, 14 Dec 2006 01:12:25 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-905 Ken, Great story pardner. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do! It sure doesn\'t make it easy though. This story rings somewhat of the \"Yearling\" and of course \"Old Yeller\". Timeless classics! Your story can only but inspire us to treasure those old memories. \"Listen, can you hear Old Dan and Little Ann bayin after those coons in \"Where the Red Fern Grows?\" Your Friend, Dave Ken, Great story pardner. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do! It sure doesn\’t make it easy though. This story rings somewhat of the \”Yearling\” and of course \”Old Yeller\”. Timeless classics! Your story can only but inspire us to treasure those old memories. \”Listen, can you hear Old Dan and Little Ann bayin after those coons in \”Where the Red Fern Grows?\” Your Friend, Dave

]]> by: Douglas Scott Treado http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-869 Tue, 12 Dec 2006 18:54:03 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-869 Ken- Your story reminded me of my first dog, "Brownie," who was either an English Setter or Springer Spaniel. I was only 4 years old, and my father was Sheriff of the county, up in the northcountry of Michigan. We had another Springer, as well as several big bloodhounds that were used for tracking any potential escapees from the local prison. At any rate, and for some reason which I do not recall, it was decided that Brownie had to go. (Perhaps he was a stray, whom my parents had adopted for a short time; whatever the reason, they found a home for him on a farm 45 miles away.) I recall our taking him there on a Sunday and leaving him at this new home. I was pretty upset, as this dog meant alot to me--as did yours. At any rate, I thought I had seen the last of him. And we did have the other dogs around. Monday morning, I as descended the stairs to breakfast, there at the foot of the stairs and at the front door stood Brownie! Somehow, he had travelled on foot back home, passing through several small cities and covering nearly fifty miles overnight. Regardless of his feat, and unfortunately, a slightly hurt eye, I assume that he was returned to the farm the next day. I didn't see him again. Hard to recall now, sixty years later what this all means, but I remember it well...I did get to ride on the back of one of the big bloodhounds up the stairs to the kitchen table for my 5th birthday. Ken-
Your story reminded me of my first dog, “Brownie,” who was either an English Setter or Springer Spaniel. I was only 4 years old, and my father was Sheriff of the county, up in the northcountry of Michigan.
We had another Springer, as well as several big bloodhounds that were used for tracking any potential escapees from the local prison.
At any rate, and for some reason which I do not recall, it was decided that Brownie had to go. (Perhaps he was a stray, whom my parents had adopted for a short time; whatever the reason, they found a home for him on a farm 45 miles away.) I recall our taking him there on a Sunday and leaving him at this new home.
I was pretty upset, as this dog meant alot to me–as did yours. At any rate, I thought I had seen the last of him. And we did have the other dogs around.
Monday morning, I as descended the stairs to breakfast, there at the foot of the stairs and at the front door stood Brownie! Somehow, he had travelled on foot back home, passing through several small cities and covering nearly fifty miles overnight.
Regardless of his feat, and unfortunately, a slightly hurt eye, I assume that he was returned to the farm the next day. I didn’t see him again.
Hard to recall now, sixty years later what this all means, but I remember it well…I did get to ride on the back of one of the big bloodhounds up the stairs to the kitchen table for my 5th birthday.

]]> by: Ken Bingham http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-845 Sun, 10 Dec 2006 19:56:39 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-845 Gary, thank you for your understanding and comment. I realise it may be hard to understand if it's something you have not grown up with. I feel man should be the caretaker of the animals. This means nurturing and protecting as well as helping to keep a proper balance. Sine the natural balance of nature has been long since disrupted everywhere by mans presence, it is his responsibility to maintain this caretaker stewardship. Sometimes this means hunting. But I know what you're saying, we can learn so much from animals as the natives did in the old way and even in our modern times. As far as pets goes, there too we are responsibile for their actions. In the time and setting of my story , there were no humane societies or centers to take wayward pets to have them euthanized and there it became the owners responsibility. The point I was trying to make is; due to the manner of our environment, sometimes the sacrifices and hard lessons learned can have a negative impact on us for many years or even the rest of our lives. But it can be overcome, and we can be wiser for it. But the memories are precious and all we may have left of that time. Thanks again, Ken Gary, thank you for your understanding and comment. I realise it may be hard to understand if it’s something you have not grown up with. I feel man should be the caretaker of the animals. This means nurturing and protecting as well as helping to keep a proper balance. Sine the natural balance of nature has been long since disrupted everywhere by mans presence, it is his responsibility to maintain this caretaker stewardship. Sometimes this means hunting. But I know what you’re saying, we can learn so much from animals as the natives did in the old way and even in our modern times. As far as pets goes, there too we are responsibile for their actions. In the time and setting of my story , there were no humane societies or centers to take wayward pets to have them euthanized and there it became the owners responsibility. The point I was trying to make is; due to the manner of our environment, sometimes the sacrifices and hard lessons learned can have a negative impact on us for many years or even the rest of our lives. But it can be overcome, and we can be wiser for it. But the memories are precious and all we may have left of that time. Thanks again, Ken

]]> by: Gary Swoboda http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-829 Sat, 09 Dec 2006 22:06:02 +0000 http://www.commonties.com/blog/2006/12/08/a-boy-and-his-dog/#comment-829 Ken, The senseless destruction of your pet saddened me. It's beyond my comprehension how people can kill innocent animals (and they are innocent). I do not understand hunting, let alone the "code of the hills" you spoke of in your story. I'm sorry for the loss of Kingo, and for the fact that you had to watch it happen -- especially at such a young, impressionable age. Animals should be treasured -- they have much to teach us. Thank you for sharing your story. Ken,

The senseless destruction of your pet saddened me. It’s beyond my comprehension how people can kill innocent animals (and they are innocent). I do not understand hunting, let alone the “code of the hills” you spoke of in your story. I’m sorry for the loss of Kingo, and for the fact that you had to watch it happen — especially at such a young, impressionable age. Animals should be treasured — they have much to teach us. Thank you for sharing your story.

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