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This is a tough one. Major ran off down the road and into
the street in Maggie Valley. He was struck by a driver who did not stop. Some
local folks saw this and called us. Larry got into the back of the truck with
Major, and I drove. We never made it to the animal hospital. Major, we miss you.
For the animal lovers out there who clicked on this page:
I intended to remove the references to Major and just leave this page for
Pharaoh, our cat. But in my heart, I just couldn't do it. Allow me to apologize
for bringing you such sad news - but I am certain that you understand.
So, folks, for the time being,
the rest of this page is
staying just the way it was. |
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For those who clicked on this page because they were
concerned about allergies to our animals, rest assured that we've only the one
cat, and he has no access to guest rooms. (Although he does occasionally make a
Royal Appearance in Pug's Den, so do let us know if this is an issue and we'll
take the necessary precautions to protect you from dander.) |

Major and Pharaoh (the cat) enjoy the view from the
South Deck |

Pharaoh on the front steps
The cat adopted us during hurricane Erin, several years ago.
He's a lynx-point Siamese, and he thinks he's a dog... that is, he comes
when he's called, and he minds pretty well.
If you want to call Pharaoh, just say, "Psssssst!" |
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| Major found Larry up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. He had apparently been
there for a while, and he was in pretty rough shape. (The dog, not Larry.) A few
weeks of regular meals and some TLC brought him around, and Major is definitely
Larry's Dog. The vet tells us he is a chow/retriever mix. (I think he looks like
we washed a golden retriever in hot water and shrunk his legs.) He has the
chow's purple tongue, short legs, and big plume of tail, with a retriever's
temperament, coloring, and fur. Major will greet you as you arrive at Timberwolf
Creek, but he can be a little shy, and may not come up to you right away. Once
he knows you, he's an affectionate fellow and loves attention. We have been
blessed with this dog that doesn't dig, chew, bark incessantly, or threaten
visitors. Instead, Major is just a big friendly pup. He loves to be petted, but
if that doesn't strike your fancy, he understands the command, "Go lay
down." Although these animals are a part of our family, we are sensitive to our
guests' needs, and so the pets are never allowed in guest rooms. They do
sometimes wander into Pug's Den, however, so if you suffer from allergies,
please give us a little notice so that we can make sure your stay is
comfortable.
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