What a great and sweet little book! They are stories taken from ‘The House of All Sorts, published in 1944, which I have not read but I would recommend that book instead so you can get more of Emily Carr’s charming stories. That book has 41 stories and ‘…& her dogs’ book has 12. I will be adding ‘The House…’ to my list of books to get.
As I said, this is a little book. Funny how when you see the cover online a book can look so much bigger. Still I would recommend the book if you don’t want to get the other. I didn’t know Emily Carr going into this book, but she was a Canadian artist and writer. I see a fair number of books by her or about her on Goodreads.
This book relates her story of opening a kennel on Bob-tail Sheepdogs. We would call them Old English Sheepdogs. The way she describes them is very endearing.
Her first bobtail was Loo, which she got from a litter from a prairie farm. The second was ‘Punk.’ She got him from someone who’s husband had gone off to war (I believe WWI). The handoff to her went like this with the wife calling the dog:
“Punk!”
Slowly the tired eyes turned from watching the street corner and looked at me without interest.
“He will follow no one but his master,” said the woman.
The dog suffered my hand on his collar; he rose and shambled disheartenedly at my side, carrying the only luggage he possessed – his name and a broken heart.
Other dogs and puppies followed and are lovingly described. You are glad to meet them and sad when they have to go. I like the way Ms. Carr writes as in this passage:
In the early morning the dogs burst from their sleeping quarters to bunch by the garden gate, panting for a race across Beacon Hill Park. Springs that wound themselves tighter and tighter in their bodies all night would loose with a whir on the opening of the garden gate. Ravenous for liberty, the dogs tore across the ball grounds at the base of Beacon Hill, slackened their speed to tag each other, wheeled back, waiting to climb the hill with me.
She raises her puppies in the basement and takes care of tenants in the building. I feel like part of the story is missing from her living arrangements that probably her book ‘The House of All Sorts,’ would answer. She sells off puppies perhaps with less care than what we put into interrogating prospective owners we do now. There is one person in the book she mentions she refuses. This next excerpt I will share shows an interesting reason for a couple wanting a dog, they have a baby that is teething and keep them awake at night:
“Where be I? – Mercy! I came for a pup! That’s where I be. ‘Usband says when we was changin’ shifts walkin’ son last night. ‘Try a pup, Mother’ ‘e sez- ‘We’ve tried rattles an’ bells an’ tyos. Try a live pup to soothe ‘is frettiness.’ So I come. ‘Usband sez, ‘Git a pup same age as son’ – Sooner ‘ave one ‘ouse-broke me’self – wot yer got?”
“I have pups three months old”
‘Ezzact same age as son! Bring ‘em along.”
She inspected the puppy, running an experienced finger round her gums.
“Toothed a’ready! ‘E’ll do.”
She tucked the pup into the pram beside the baby who immediately seized the dog’s ear and began to chew. The pup as immediately applied himself greedily to the baby’s bottle and began to suck.
I have had a couple of dogs in the past that have had puppies. I like the idea of having joy to give away to people, but know the responsibility that goes along with them. Still, I like the idea of breeding dogs in a small enough quantity to do it well. Then comes the joy of hearing how they grow up. Here is an excerpt when she asks the butcher who had purchased ‘Min’ one of her puppies:
“Bobtails,” murmured the butcher caressingly – “Bobtails is good dogs!... ‘Member the little ‘un I bought from your kennel a year back?”
“I do. Hope she turned out well – good worker?
“Good worker! You bet. More sick nurse than cattle driver. Our Min’s fine! Y’see, Missus be bed-fast. Market days she’d lay there, sunup to sundown, alone. I got Min; then she wasn’t alone no more; Min told hold. Market days Min guards sheep from cougars, Min shoos coon from hen-house – Min, Min, Min. Min runs the whole works, Min do!
Nice to read the book and dream of owning an Old English Sheepdog. I remember them in the Disney movie ‘The Shaggy Dog.’ Other than where do you put the sheep you need to get to go with them, there is a lot less grooming when you are only dreaming of having one. Love to hear from anyone who has or had one.
One of her first dogs, not a good specimen for a bobtail, she was cornered into giving to a farmer, but when the dog runs back to him after she seems him happy helping on the farm she says, “It hurts me to return him, but I knew the job that was his birthright must prevail.”
One of my favorite things from this book is a picture of Emily Carr, circa 1918, with 3 sheepdogs, 2 cars, a parrot and a chipmunk. Within the book there is also some of her drawings, which were cute but not a big hit with me.
Sweet little book.