Keying into this week's canine-themed Sepia Saturday, we feature my father's Airedale, Mike. Some of these photos have appeared in other posts, but since a good many of the stories we heard about the old homestead in Elm, Michigan, revolved around the exploits of Mike, it seems worthy to let him have his own entry.
|Mike's baby picture, with young Nelson in a sailor suit circa 1920.|
|Mike looks considerably grown up, but Nelson's only aged a few years. Love the belted jacket, looks like he's off to church with sister Margaret.|
|Another couple of years and they added another dog. Pluto... I think Margaret's holding a little umbrella or perhaps a doll, but it looks more like a rubber chicken!|
|Mike is definitely a mature fellow by now. Is that a cookie on a saucer that Margaret is resting on his head? |
Is it my imagination or is he wearing shoes?
|Here is Mike with another addition to the family, Chingo, the black chow, and the eldest sister, Dorothy, |
enjoying a little shade.
Reportedly Nelson recited poetry to Mike in quiet moments.
|The whole menagerie, 15 years on...hanging out on The Marmon.|