OH OH, pick me pick me!
Disclaimer: I apologize in advance for the novel, pictures are at the end:lol:
I come from an Airedale family! My parents picked one out in the early 80s as our first family dog and we haven’t looked back since!
First Airedale was before I was born, from what I heard she was great, parents lived on a dead end road at them time and didn’t have a fenced yard (at least I don’t think they did…), introduced neighbors to the dog and she would meander around neighbors yards but never went far, ( I guess that was okay in the early 80s?). She was good with my brothers except one of them would play in her food bowl and she would nip him (not meanly, more motherly) to go find something better to do. She did have hip displaysia but it was controlled easily, and she didn’t have much of an issue getting around until she was older, they put her down at 15.
Second dale was my 9th birthday present :D. Her name was Daisy Mae and she was THE BEST dog in the entire world. It was obvious from the get go that she had hair that was confused :lol: We would let it get longer and do the traditional Airedale cut but it was straight not curly so she looked a little strange. Eventually we just would get it all cut off. She also had a small jaw for an Airedale, and was a little tall. Her right hand man was our JRT except they were very different. JRT was (still is, even at 13) onery, dog aggressive, an indoor dog, etc. Daisy was the opposite, all summer we would let her out in the morning and she wouldn’t be ready to come in till it was dark (and we made her), she got along well with most dogs she met, loved our neighbors black standard poodle, even my cousins dog aggressive wheaten got along with her (or respected her enough to leave well enough alone, wheaten and JRT were often policed by the airedale!) She was very territorial, we could leave all the gates open (when my dad was mowing the lawn, or mom was gardening) and she wouldn’t go anywhere. We live on a corner so people had to walk past the backyard. If she saw someone coming while she was hanging out in the front yard she sprint back to the back yard so she could let them know what the deal was! She was a great hunter, it was impressive to see how many trees sprouted from buried acorns after she passed and squirrels deemed the yard inhabitable again. :lol:. She was the extended family favorite as well, always well behaved at my grandmas lakehouse or christmas, never begged and never attempted to counter surf when guests were around. By the same token she had to be introduced to friends, she was suspicious of most until we let her know they were okay! She would always give shifty looks to people we walked past too :yes:. She carried her bowl around whenever it was empty, and laid down to eat to avoid stressing her neck 
she was a smart girl. Hated to sleep in our beds if we were in them too, preffered to sleep on the lazy boys :lol: and HATED for you to touch her with your feet. I think thats it…
She crossed the rainbow bridge at 8 :no: from a mystery illness. The whole family was devastated, I got condolence calls from everyone including my aunt in NYC and my grandparents in TX.
I know in the future I will have an Airedale again (oh and I might have picked her name out already…) also planning on a ridgie :). I don’t know how ‘rare’ they are but we only see a few a year at the kennel I work at (I’m always telling my supervisor if they disappear she should know who took them). Still I managed to have a few friends who had them too.
Daisy (like I said, straight hair, small jaw, a little tall, sometimes she didn’t look all dale but she definitely acted it)
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Your baby is beautiful! Have fun with her!
), since my female is the same way!
