Babette, The Dog We Got For Christmas and Kept for Life
Tuesday, December 20, 2011 As a child my parents taught me a lot of things about owning a dog. They realized that a dog was for life… they taught me commitment. They realized what type of dog would be good for our family. They did their homework!
So just like most kids, we wanted a dog. My parents decided that would be a great Christmas present.
They actually had been planning it for a long time. They knew that it had to be hypo allergenic because my sister Trudy suffered from asthma and was very allergic to many things.
Looking back I am pretty sure they gave us a couple of choices to entice us in their direction. I remember my Dad asking what kind of dog we wanted and me and my sisters chiming at the same time “A French Poodle”, they were all the rage back then.
We got the most wonderful gift for Christmas, a beautiful black miniature poodle. My sisters and I named her Babette, Georgette, Corkett Waters… after all she was a French Poodle!
I remember that Christmas morning so vividly! My Dad put her under the tree and told us to come out, but she fell back to sleep, so he told us to go put our robes on. As we started down the hall she woke up, my Dad yelled “wait come back” … and here she came waddling out from under the tree.
Babette was our dog and a member of our family for 18 years. She was a great friend, we grew up together. My parents let her have one litter of pups and we kept one named Pixie who really was my Moms dog. I have so many wonderful memories of them. I still miss Babette and Pixie will see them at the bridge one day!
My sister Trudy holding Babette, My best friend Leslie with Pixie and my litter sister Linda. Taken in 1967.
