Ripley's Tail - Incoming November 11, 2020 16:28 1 Comment
Dog Date: 10th November 2020
General Sitch: Hassled and hairy
Specific Sitch: Hiding at the back of the sofa.
I am part Cairn Terrier, part big sister. I think it may be ok. This is my tail.
Well that was a shock. In fact a double-shock. In fact a triple shock - what a week that was.
Shock 1: they did take me to aunty Dawn to be hand-stripped. As a redhead my pain threshold is apparently lower than for other Cairns and it does hurt me. I no likey. Aunty Dawn is very good at this, and I do love her. But even so I did snap and snarl and bite and fight and scratch. Aunty Dawn did say WORDS! I sulked for two days.
Shock 2: fireworks. I is a big brave girl but I confess that although Mummy-my-mummy-xxx ™ and Daddy-my-daddy-xxx ™ take no notice of them and project an air of complete calm, I no likey. There were a few days of that shiz last week and it did upset me a bit. I sulked for two days.
Shock 3: My new toy arrived. It is called Beetle and I am told that it is my new bruvver and best friend. Here it is:
On it’s first night I was still in mid-sulk so when it did leap on me I did grrr and not wag very much. Perhaps I was not at my perky best. But after a good night’s sleep on the bed and away from it I did dream of when I was little and used to do zoomies around the house with my real bruvvers and sisters. So I put my big girl tail on and came downstairs to see it.
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It did leap on me. It did chomp my face. It did land on my back. It did follow me everywhere and I realised that this is going to be my life from now on. PLAYYYYYTIME! I did wag, and grrr nicely and chomp it back and suddenly we were friends.
The good news is that it is no longer it. He is now my little bruvver and WE do stuff together. We do fighting, and woogling, and running around the garden, and tug-of-war with squeaky pea-pod. WE do chomp each other and play so much that WE sleep like we have been bonked on our doggy heads with a mallet. At the moment this Cairn has a safety net. Firstly, Beetle is too tiny to jump up on the sofa so I can escape for a while out of his reach, and secondly he gets put in his beddy for ‘time outs’ when he is getting over-tired. I remember this used to happen to me as well!
Daddy-my-daddy-xxx ™ says Beetle will be chasing my tail for the next 15 years. Oh I do hope so…
Wish me luck readers, I am exhausted!,
Chomp-chomp, wag-wag, play-play, zzzzz
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