From a Canine Brother’s Perspective

When I overhead Mama and Dad talking about getting a new “fur baby” I was excited!  I only had an elderly canine sister Nikki (sadly she went to the Bridge on July 3rd) and two crazy indoor cats to play with.  I so longed for another energetic dog buddy.  I missed having someone to romp with and chase.

Well, the day arrived and Mama came home with Zippy.  At first glance, I was disappointed.  Mama brought home a dog with only three legs!  How was he going to be the canine buddy I wanted?  I couldn’t imagine how my dreams of romps and wrestling were going to be satisfied with this little guy.   He was smaller than me and his right front leg was gone.  And this is the dog who is supposed to play tug-o-war and tennis ball chase with me?  What?????

Boy did I misjudge Zippy!   He’s a little tasmanian devil.  That missing leg doesn’t slow him down at all.   He bounces all over the house and loves to torment me by weasling in for all the attention or taking toys away from me. I love to play keep away with him but  I usually give in because he is just so darn persistent!  And I admit I was cocky when I assumed his missing leg would mean I would always win the games of tug-o-war.  Wrong!  Zip hangs on for dear life, even if it means me dragging him half way across the living room.   Finally, I just give up from exhaustion and Zip runs back to his bed with his “victory”, smiling the whole time. 

Zippy is like the pesky little brother.  Always bugging me to play or trying to get me to chase him.  He loves to come over and take my bandana off.  Somehow he figured out it is velcroed and knows the exact right place to grab it so it comes off.  That makes me mad!  I wear my bandanas with pride and I hate when he does that. 

I must admit, Zippy has fulfilled my dreams of having a canine brother and playmate.  I sure misjudged him because his leg was missing.  He’s just like me only he kinda walks funny and sometimes falls on his face when he loses his balance.   I crack up when he does that!  How funny!   But he just jumps right back up and keeps going as if nothing happened.  I’m so glad Mama and Dad brought him home.  They said no one wanted him because he was a “tripawd”.  Well, I am glad no one did because that meant he came to live with us!  I love Zippy so much -he’s my buddy, best friend and truly my canine brother!

Ringo