She joined our family as a puppy from the local dog shelter.
Momma was golden retriever, just guessing daddy had some German shepherd and Chow.
The old dog was always 100% kid, mailman and visitor proof.
In other words, all bark and no bite. She was even smart enough to know when to bark.
And when to shut up.
The old dog lived free. No fence or chain ever limited her mobility on the farm.
She always stayed very close to home, unless going for a truck ride.

Truly, the old mut was a once in a lifetime companion to me and and kinfolks.