Thursday, October 3, 2013

Zoey, My Love

She wasn't the first puppy to leave the nest, but she was the first to find a weakness in the perimeter and leave the family room to explore the house. We could tell she was bossy and obstinate from day one. Every time we would come up with a new scheme of keeping the puppies penned up, Zoey would defeat our scheme. Not only would she would defeat our scheme and escape, she would teach her siblings to escape. It was clear from early on that she was the brains of the operation.

We didn't have much of a bond at first. Zoey was one of the cutest, so I figured it didn't make sense to bond with her because she would find a home quickly. And besides, it was her sister Jewel who had a thing for me. Every time I walked by the pen, Jewel would whine for me to pick her up. But it turned out to be Jewel who found a home quickly, so that bond was broken.

Shortly after Bear found a home and came back to us abused, we lost our heart for pushing to find homes for the remaining puppies. At that point, finding a home for Zoey wasn't the same priority it had been. So, I started taking her lay down with me occasionally. She was such a brat! Here is this 8 week old thing the size of a kitten trying to boss me around!

Indignant, I told the missus that I wasn't so sure about this puppy, and she said "don't lie and say she isn't your little princess" and at that moment I realized she was my little princess, and she already had me trained.

Zoey and Lenny
Zoey and her papa Lenny

Fast forward almost two years, and she's still my princess. She's a little better behaved. And now she's obedient, in a sense. It's like being married but still having a bossy girlfriend. I decided even back then the bond we had was probably strong enough to where I won't ever part with her.

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