OK, I finally have one. It's not exactly about a 'dog' but a Timber Wolf mix.

I am not at all 'afraid' of wolves but I do have tremendous respect for them. Years ago in Evanston, WY I looked out the window...and there was a timber wolf in my YARD! I went outside, and said some 'name'...can't remember what but it just 'came' to me that was his name...he looked up, wagged all over, whuffed, and came to see me.

NICE fella. Turned out that a neighbor had found this guy in the forest wearing a Hunter Orange vest with one leg hooked thru the head hole...and staggering around on 3 legs. Ken opened the back of the pick up, said Load Up! And he DID!

Ken kept him about a month before the flyers he put out managed to find his owner. Turned out that he was 7/8 timber wolf and 1/8 Malmute, and I was ONE vowel off his 'real' name!

Or one letter...like Allie and Sally...can't remember for sure. But he was SO neat...I missed him for ages. So did the kids. He'd pull their sleds, play tag...He'd sneak up behind the kids, most about 6, and roll...thereby tossing them into a snow bank...wait for them to crawl out, and do it again.

Or, he'd roll in the snow, get all covered, then go 'shake' in front of somebody, covering THEM with flying snow.

He didn't even TRY to challenge any of the neighborhood dogs, was just so laid back and fun...but boy, was he STRONG! And agile. He could clear the 6' board privacy fences in a single bound.

A different neighbor called me one morning, said There is a WOLF in my back yard!!! I said, oh that is just Ken's new dog, Buddy (or what ever his name was). He won't hurt you, go hang out the laundry.

She was too terrifed to do it, so I had to hang out her laundry for her. (This is the woman whose husband had a 'pit bull'......)

I wish I could have that 'dog' back again....he was just so cool.