Some of my best childhood memories don’t involve screens, schedules, or even other people for that matter.
I was a little squirt in the 70's, so they involved...get ready for it: The outdoors!!!
That's right, they involved the woods behind our house… and three collies who never let me explore them alone.
Their names were Captain — “Cappy” for short — Friskie, and Honey.
And during one particular summer, when I was nine years old, they became my daily companions. They were my unofficial guardians, and my co-adventurers in a world that felt as big as anything.
Some days it was an alien world waiting to be explored with my blaster and light saber...others, an old west setting full of surprises and potential ambushes--always, I was there with my collies.
The Daily Expedition
Behind our house was a stretch of woods that, at the time, might as well have been a national forest. It led to one of the highest points in our county and included a make-shift pond...miniature caves and gully--all of which begged exploration for a little squirt and his dog companionship.
Every day, I’d head out. And every day, like clockwork, Cappy, Friskie, and Honey came with me.
No leashes. No commands. No negotiation.
Just… presence.
I think they loved it more than I did. We’d wander through trails, climb over fallen branches, follow creeks, and investigate anything that seemed remotely interesting. To me, it was pure adventure.
To them, I imagine, it was that, but much more.
Companionship Without Conditions
What stands out now isn’t just that they came along.
It’s how they came along.
They weren’t leading.
They weren’t lagging behind.
They stayed close — moving with me, adjusting to me, always aware of where I was...even seemingly engaged in my storyline of choice for that given day!
But honestly, in retrospect, there was no need for constant interaction or direction. We didn’t need to “do” anything together to feel connected.
They were just… there.
And somehow, that made the whole experience feel bigger and safer at the same time.
The Unspoken Role: Protector
As a kid, I didn’t think much about safety. I was nine. I was essentially in my backyard, for crying out loud--what did I have to be afraid of, right?
I wasn’t analyzing risks or scanning for danger.
But looking back, I realize something important:
I may have been exploring freely… but I wasn’t unprotected.
Collies are known for their attentiveness and awareness, and my trio took that role seriously.
My collies would:
- Pause and listen when something shifted in the woods
- Position themselves subtly around me
- Stay alert without making a big show of it
There was no barking frenzy or dramatic guarding.
Just quiet, constant awareness. And fun, of course.
Their protectiveness wasn’t as obvious as was the fun at the time.
But it mattered. Certainly, in reflection.
Dogs See the World Differently — and Share It
One of the most fascinating things about those days is how differently dogs experience the same environment.
Where I saw:
- Trees
- Trails
- “Cool spots” to explore
They experienced:
- Scents layered over time
- Sounds I couldn’t hear
- Movements I never noticed
And yet, we shared the same space.
That’s one of the unique gift's dogs offer — dog companionship helps you expand your own awareness without needing to explain it. They’re tuned into things we miss, and their presence subtly shifts how we move through the world.
Years Later...
Years later, I don’t remember every trail we walked or every path we took.
I have distinct memories, sure. But more than anything, I remember how it felt.
- The freedom of being outside with no agenda
- The comfort of not being alone
- The quiet confidence that came from having them beside me
Dogs have a way of turning ordinary moments into something lasting — not because they change the setting, but because they change how you experience it.
What Dogs Bring to Our Lives
Looking back, those summers in the woods highlight three things dogs consistently bring into our lives:
Adventure
They encourage movement, curiosity, and exploration — even if it’s just your backyard.
Companionship
They don’t require conversation or structure. Their presence alone is enough.
Protection
Whether obvious or subtle, many dogs naturally watch over their humans in ways we don’t always notice in the moment.
At Nine...
At the time, I thought I was just a kid wandering through the woods with his dogs.
Simple. Routine. Nothing extraordinary, except my imagination.
But memory has a way of clarifying things.
I wasn’t just exploring.
No.
I was being accompanied.
I was being watched over.
I was being given the kind of freedom that only feels safe when you’re not truly alone.
Cappy, Friskie, and Honey weren’t just part of those days.
They were the reason those days felt the way they did.
And even now, all these years later, that kind of companionship is hard to match. So, Cappy...Frisk...Honey--I love you all. I miss you all. I miss those days in the woods. I miss your protective, but fun-filled companionship. I know that I have each of you to thank for those amazing memories!
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Wow! I remember Tim the beagle, and loved him. I also remember those stern warnings, but you’re sooooo right. He was older…probably hurting and not feeling well at all. So, grumpiness understood completely, right!
Tim was a wonderful dog and I’m so happy he opened up your heart toward other beagles. And I promise you Tootsie…WAS THRILLED that he did! She meant so much to you and others for so many years.
AND YES…I remember Honey. I loved Honey!!! She was a smaller collie and shadows for Cappy and Frisky for sure! I remember her joining our trips to the woods too…but…uhh…I don’t remember my sister EVER JOINING US! LOL (So, if ‘not very often’ means “NEVER”…okay…I see that! LOL)
I love both of these articles! As sister and cousin of the writers, it really gave me the feels! I also feel really awful that I totally forgot about our little dog Honey. I think she showed up one day as someone had probably dumped her at our house. Of course our family took her in and loved her! I will always think Collies are some of the most intelligent dogs! So glad you had them to go exploring with—since your sister wasn’t going with you very often! 😂
I love both of these articles! As sister and cousin of the writers, it really gave me the feels! I also feel really awful that I totally forgot about our little dog Honey. I think she showed up one day as someone had probably dumped her at our house. Of course our family took her in and loved her! I will always think Collies are some of the most intelligent dogs! So glad you had them to go exploring with—since your sister wasn’t going with you very often! 😂
Thank you for this article. It took me back.
I remember the dogs kept by our Mammaw. There was “Ole Fluff” who was probably a collie mix, and then there was Tim the beagle. Ole Fluff being part collie was of a sweet disposition. Tim the beagle had a little grumpiness developing in his old age.When us grandkids got together at Mammaw’s house most would surround Ole Fluff and give him pets. But my Mammaw would tell us to stay away from Tim cause he might snap at you. I remember though looking at old Tim the beagle and seeing in his eyes sadness and loneliness. I remember petting him on the head knowing I might be in trouble for it and thinking simply that he’s a good old dog and I liked him.
I also think I developed a love for smaller dogs because of Tim. And when the opportunity came to get a beagle years later I was ever so glad to do it. I had wished for one because of Tim and was ready to accept one in my life.
Pets give so much and teach us a lot. I know that the grumpiness Tim had was from physical aches and pains of old age and I understood that in the beagle that was mine when she got old and gave her space but lots of love as well.
Memories of Tim inspired me. From him I found that dogs had feelings and need love and attention. And I am so glad to have had two beagles in my life. Pets do teach you a lot.
Thank you for this article. It took me back.
I remember the dogs kept by our Mammaw. There was “Ole Fluff” who was probably a collie mix, and then there was Tim the beagle. Ole Fluff being part collie was of a sweet disposition. Tim the beagle had a little grumpiness developing in his old age.When us grandkids got together at Mammaw’s house most would surround Ole Fluff and give him pets. But my Mammaw would tell us to stay away from Tim cause he might snap at you. I remember though looking at old Tim the beagle and seeing in his eyes sadness and loneliness. I remember petting him on the head knowing I might be in trouble for it and thinking simply that he’s a good old dog and I liked him.
I also think I developed a love for smaller dogs because of Tim. And when the opportunity came to get a beagle years later I was ever so glad to do it. I had wished for one because of Tim and was ready to accept one in my life.
Pets give so much and teach us a lot. I know that the grumpiness Tim had was from physical aches and pains of old age and I understood that in the beagle that was mine when she got old and gave her space but lots of love as well.
Memories of Tim inspired me. From him I found that dogs had feelings and need love and attention. And I am so glad to have had two beagles in my life. Pets do teach you a lot.