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A Dog Named Shepp

By Col. Carlis B. Wilson

In the mid forties, my brothers and sisters and I went to my Aunt Hattie Bee and Uncle Luther G. Moss home to enjoy living on a farm. The farm was located near the Rev. H. T. Jessie and Betsy Estes homestead. They were founders of the Harrods Fork Baptist Church at the top of the hill from their home on Highway 61 in the Sparksville Community.


Shepp was a friendly dog

Soon after we arrived at the farm I made friends with Shepp. Shepp was one special dog. He loved children and was a lot of fun to be with. The first notable talent of this even-tempered long hair dog was to go for the cows if they failed to come in for milking. Not only could Shepp corral the cows but did a good job with the horses and mules as well.

One day he was corralling a mule, and he got his teeth snared it Becks tail which was full of burrs. There they stood, captured in time: Shepp pulling back frightened that Old Beck was going to kick him and Beck stretching forward afraid Shepp was going to bite her heels. With a little help from me, they both remained friends.

Shepp was a good all around hunting dog

He knew when one was hunting rabbits or squirrels he would never cross over to chase any rabbits when you were squirrel hunting. Shepp knew how to turn the squirrel to the side of the tree where the hunter was. He would shake a small bush or pull on a grapevine to scare the squirrel, making it move to the other side of the tree. Once he treed anything he would bark until he was told to let it go. Then he'd begin to hunt for another one.

Shepp was not afraid of snakes

Once he was out of site, barking rather rapidly close to the ground. Uncle Luther said He has a poison snake at bay. I asked, "How you know the snake is a poison one"?

Uncle said Listen to his bark. He is more excited than he would be if it was not a poison snake. When we arrived to the place where he was, he had a copperhead bayed.

When Uncle told Shepp to kill it, he was very careful how he pick it up. Once he had the snake in his mouth he begin to shake it back and fourth until he shook it to death.

Shepp was a good watch dog

When Shepp was on guard in the yard no animals were allowed in the yard.

One day the mules were grazing in the field next to the house. One of the young mules thought the grass in the yard would be better eating than in the field. The young mule was stretching over the fence to get the grass. Shepp ran the mule away a number of times. The last time Shepp ran to the fence to keep the young mule from eating the grass in the yard, the mule began to fight back. It ran out in the field a ways then came toward the yard, jumped the fence and kick Shepp for a loop.

By this time Cousin Ambrose and I got in the action and chased the mules out of that field. When the young mule got to the lane that led to the barn, it came running full speed down the lane past the barn to the large bottom field near the creek. The barbwire gate to the bottom field was closed, and the young mule hit the gate. The impact threw the mule for a flip and cut two large gashes in its shoulders. So Shepp and the young mule had a bad day that day.

Shepp recovered and was still a playful friend to the young children and a good hunter for the adults. Shepp was one good dog.

He died of old age.

cbwilson34@yahoo.com


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