11/25/2004 – 11/10/2016
In the fall of 2008, just 2 months after I took over St. Louis Scottish Terrier Rescue, I got a call about a male Scottie that needed to get into rescue – – owners divorced. I met the owner who was scared to even get close to Buckwheat as he was known at the time – the daughter put him in my car. Off to the vet – who subsequently stated he was unadoptable; there was no reason to heartworm test and that he should be put down due to aggression. 2 months later, Baxter, formerly Buckwheat, became a member of the Frazier clan. We went through a lot together and I quickly realized he was the smartest Scottie I would probably ever meet.
Baxter was a thinker and I could watch the wheels turning while he figured out how to get what he wanted. And when I wasn’t watching, he would end up in the bathroom sink, on the dining room table or on the stove. He loved thunderstorms and wanted to catch the thunder. He quickly established himself as my “heart” dog. He was good with the foster kids – after all he wasn’t a “dog” in his mind. He was always at my feet. My heart broke when I helped him cross the bridge – – the Thunderdog, Sinkboy, Ballboy, my Sweet Love……
