This will be a rare post that has very little to do with Sophie. Sophie lives with me, my little sister, my parents and the two Labradors…Chloe & Charlie. Charlie is mostly Labrador, though since he is also a rescue we are not sure what he is mixed with…either pony, bear or goat.
Charlie will be 9 years old this June and over the years he has had plenty of adventures…he broke his leg as a puppy and chewed through 4 cones of shame, he “treed” two salesmen who wouldn’t leave our sidewalk on top of my Honda Civic when I was in high school and he has broken two windows trying to get at whatever was outside (cats, a duck, etc.). But before New Year’s Day 2014, I don’t believe Charlie ever felt truly a Labrador.
My neighborhood has had a problem with ducks. A family of ducks moved into a retention pond around the corner a few years ago, over time people kept feeding the ducks and the family grew. They invited their grandparents and cousins and old family friends and eventually there was at least a hundred ducks living in the pond. This led to foraging ducks. Ducks would wander down the street, looking for food, popping and causing traffic jams.
On NYD2014, the ducks reached our yard. In a complicated moment in which both the Labrador and Beagle were trying to break out the front door and myself, my sister and my good friend were trying to enter it…Charlie broke free. Now normally, Charlie would have ran around in the front yard a little, peed on his favorite streetlight and barreled back into the house.This time however, there were ducks.
As soon as Charlie caught sight of the ducks, he charged. Running full speed, he chased the ducks who took flight and followed them (in the air) down the street. My sister frantically chased after him as he turned the corner. I decided to get into my car because sometimes a car ride will coax him in, but as I reached the next street I lost sight of Charlie. I saw my sister though, who was panicking and running down the street back towards me screaming, “He’s in the pond!’
I couldn’t even react, I just started laughing hysterically. It seems the ducks had flown to the pond, attempting to find safety and our Labrador, who has never met a duck in his life and swam in a swimming pool ONCE, had followed them in. Charlie came frolicking out and jumped in my car (unfortunately) and just like that the adventure was over.
The look in his eyes during his romp and the rest of the day said it all though…this would be the most memorable day of Charlie Mangrum’s life.