Here are some pictures that Miss Ashley took the other day when 4th graders from the Blue Ridge School came down to the Mountain Heritage Center for a visit. They were honor roll students and Mrs. Hickman was the teacher. I really liked these students a lot and as you can see, they seemed to like me too!
David told them a little bit more about the Plott hound breed and what kind of dogs we are. We even got asked about what we are like as pets and David told them about what a handful I can be. I’ll bet some of those students are the same way though. Sometimes that happens when you get a smart dog (or student) and we get a little bored, if you don’t find something for us to do– we’ll find it ourselves. 
The big picture behind me and Mr. Trevor is the first thing you’ll see when you come through the doors of the Mountain Heritage Center. Mr. Bob Plott is writing an article about the Plott hound exhibit for Wildlife in North Carolina and Mr. Trevor designed the exhibit. Mr. Peter and David helped too. When you do an exhibit like this a lot of people work together to make it happen. I’ll have to say that I think this is the greatest exhibit, EVER!
The dog in the picture behind us is what is known as a maltese Plott because of the blue/gray coloration. While the dog is not brindled (a lot of Plott hounds aren’t) it is still a Plott hound. Legend has it that two of the five original Plott dogs were Weimaraners when they came here in the 18th century and that is why this color sometimes appears. No one knows for sure about what the original dogs really were but it was during this time that Weimaraners first appeared so it is possible. Any way you look at it, the way we came to this country and the fact that we ended up here in the mountains of North Carolina is a perfect example of what Mr. John Jackson calls, “pure Americana” and it’s also a great story!
Nannie
Pictures by Ashley Evans, Courtesy of Office of Public Relations, Western Carolina University.
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Hi Nannie! I’m sorry to hear about your time out! I’ve had a few of those. Left alone too long I find things to do. Just last week I found a pair of my dad’s shoes, they were really fun to chew on, but dad didn’t see it that way. We live close to a pretty busy road, even though we’re in the country, so mom and dad keep me on a leash or in my pen most of the time. The couple times I’ve gotten loose I’ve run next door to see my meemaw-she gives me treats when mom and dad are at work! We went to the mountains last week for a few days, and I smelled my first bear! It was really fun-mom wouldn’t let me off the leash though.
Hi Porter! I’m staying in my pen a lot of the time or on a leash too. I guess they do that to us because they love us and don’t want us to get hurt. You know how it is when you get following a good smell, you just gotta keep following it. We’re definitely not lap dogs. Where did you go in the mountains?