I wrote this story a while back and decided It needed a recall for those who may have missed it.

My late father’s late Aunt Bee and her late sister, Hunny, had the most unique beauty parlor in town. Happy Texas was, and still is, not known as anything but a place you wind up if you get lost. In the 1950s, it was so small it wasn’t shown on road maps, so most of Texas didn’t know the village existed. The one gas station in town always had a father behind the wheel of a station wagon full of screaming kids and barking dogs, asking directions to anywhere but there. Any wrong turn within twenty miles always puts you in the middle of Happy.
In the 1950s, some oil tycoon from Lubbock started a bank there. The Happy Texas State Bank was born so the caddie-driving cowboy could embezzle from himself instead of the big banks. The feds couldn’t arrest him because he always managed to pay back the money before they could move in. Then, in the 1960s, a bunch of Hollywood boys came to town and made a movie. All the citizens were used as extras. Aunt Bee and Hunny found themselves genuine movie stars. Their beauty shop was used in many of the scenes.
The movie was about a little cowboy kid who lived on a cattle ranch with his grandparents after his Daddy, Jake, was stomped by a bull, and his Mama ran off with his Daddy’s brother. Little cowboy Gabby also got kicked in the head by a mean Shetland pony. He was a real slow after that, so his Granny had her ranch dog trained as a service animal to watch after her addled grandson so he wouldn’t wander off onto the prairie and get eaten by Coyotes or Dingo’s. However, there aren’t Dingo’s in Texas, it was a movie, so no one cared.
The dog hired for the movie was a relative of the famous Lassie, but it developed a prima-donna attitude and wouldn’t do anything but chase chickens and bite the movie-set boys. They were in a spot and needed a four-legged actor, pronto.
Aunt Hunny Bee happened to have a cattle dog named Lester Munroe the IV, who was a female. She named all her dogs after her favorite uncle, Lester Munroe, who got himself trampled to mush by a Brahma bull when she was a child. Being the only trained dog in town, Lester was hired to replace the star. Unfortunately, the movie script called for a male dog, so the poor canine had to wear a prosthetic penis and gonads, which didn’t jee-haw with Lester Munroe the IV.
Lester had to spend two hours every morning in make-up and then was sedated so the movie vet could apply the prosthesis, turning Lester Munroe, the IV, into a male dog.
After a few weeks of filming, Lester started hiking her leg to pee and humping the actor’s legs. The pooch was a nervous wreck.
Finally, Hunny Bee took poor Lester to her beauty shop and gave her a set and curl, one of the dogs’ favorite things, but it didn’t help; the dog had gone through the change. The vet decided to leave the prosthesis on Lester because it wasn’t worth getting a bit bit to try to remove it. He said it would eventually fall off.
After the movie crew left town, Lester Munroe IV pranced around town for a few days, as if she owned the place; he was the big dog in town. Then one day, it rained, the prosthetic gonads fell off, and the fake penis followed. After that, Lester Munroe the IV got moody and depressed and really squirrely, so the town vet had to give her Valium, Xanex, and some hormones to help her out. The picture above is after Lester Munroe the IV returned to the beauty shop for her weekly curl and set.
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A movie should be made about Lester Munroe the II. Great story Phil!
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Thanks for the giggles!
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I wonder if the beauty shop is still there. Thanks for the comment.
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I appreciate that Max. Lester Munroe the II was quite a celebrity and did a fine job in the movie, which was never released to the public.
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Hilarious. Are you making this all up??
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It’s possible.
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The truth is allus better than fiction.
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That was the most hilarious post. Loved the photograph. My great-grandparents settled in McKinney for a while – wish we had family tales like that!
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“The pooch was a nervous wreck.”
Best dog tranny story I’ve read all week! Hilarious!
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Ole Lester may have been the first one. She had two more Lester’s before she passed on.
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