ivoryjohn
Senior Member
When I put my 1929 Special Coupe together I had a vision of a man and his trustworthy Springer Spaniel motoring through the back roads of the piney woods. A man and his dog. When I was ready for my first venture out in the car I called on my pal to join me. Although he had ridden in every form of transportation from small Super Cub airplanes, traveled thousands of miles in modern pickups and lived on a fishing boat in Valdez, Alaska, my dog child would not get in the old car whether it was running or not. When I picked him up and loaded him the poor dog was terrified and slobbered whipped cream foam and got car sick. In his life it was the one thing he could not step up to doing with me. I tried many times after and even let him just sit in it without it running. Smoky was not a Model A dog.
He was such a wonderful old pardner that 10 years after he died I bought another Springer puppy that was from the same blood lines and could have been his clone. Being the original type of guy I am I also named him Smoky. Maybe that is where I went wrong, naming him after his great grandpuppy. Smoky Two is deathly afraid of my Model A Fordor. I put him on the front LaBonney Baron seat and he put his front feet on the back of the seat, faced backwards, put his head down and closed his eyes tight. He rode in this close your eyes, hang on and pray position for the entire 25 mile cruise. I had a whole bunch of stuff in the back seat and floor and he may have been happier there. It is something to try.
As far as the pickup goes all I have to do is say the word "Truck" and he is ready to go. When we get somewhere if I can leave the door open I do and he will go check things out and then come back and wait in the front seat for me to come back, the perfect traveling buddy.
Does anyone else have a four legged pal that doesn't appreciate Model A's?
I'm single and would really like his company on long trips. As it is now he has to stay home and have the neighbors look in on him when I go out of town.
When my mother was alive she said that Smoky had watched me build the car from the ground up and had no trust in my mechanical ability. Mom could be a cranky old woman and she didn't like the Model A either.
He was such a wonderful old pardner that 10 years after he died I bought another Springer puppy that was from the same blood lines and could have been his clone. Being the original type of guy I am I also named him Smoky. Maybe that is where I went wrong, naming him after his great grandpuppy. Smoky Two is deathly afraid of my Model A Fordor. I put him on the front LaBonney Baron seat and he put his front feet on the back of the seat, faced backwards, put his head down and closed his eyes tight. He rode in this close your eyes, hang on and pray position for the entire 25 mile cruise. I had a whole bunch of stuff in the back seat and floor and he may have been happier there. It is something to try.
As far as the pickup goes all I have to do is say the word "Truck" and he is ready to go. When we get somewhere if I can leave the door open I do and he will go check things out and then come back and wait in the front seat for me to come back, the perfect traveling buddy.
Does anyone else have a four legged pal that doesn't appreciate Model A's?
I'm single and would really like his company on long trips. As it is now he has to stay home and have the neighbors look in on him when I go out of town.
When my mother was alive she said that Smoky had watched me build the car from the ground up and had no trust in my mechanical ability. Mom could be a cranky old woman and she didn't like the Model A either.
Since June, I've been widowed, and my Rat Terrier, Buster T. Brown is my CONSTANT companion, Vicious Watch/Security dog, personal "SHRINK," laughs at litnin' & THUNDER, but is spooky about dog door flap!
and teach him how to turn on the gas & choke it, so he has sumpthin' to do.
