Purple Squeaky Bone

Sounds scary, doesn't it?

Bella has a dog named "Cookie" that she got for Christmas.  Cookie is an interactive dog that barks.  He came with a purple squeaky bone. 

Bella brought Cookie downstairs to play with him.  Pippen was interested in Cookie.  He kept trying to bite Cookie's tail.  Bella was playing with the squeak toy which piqued Pippen's curiosity.  I told her not to play with it around him because he might think that it's his toy and chew it up.  She told him "no" as he got close to the toy and put it away.

Later that evening, Alex found the purple squeaky bone and started squeaking it around Pippen (the squeaky bone is about 4" long).  Pippen started running around the kitchen trying to get away from Alex.  At one point, he ran and jumped into bed with Newton (who was asleep and did not seem too happy about having Pippen wake him up).  Pippen eventually ran downstairs to be with RT.

I'm not sure what's so scary about this toy.  It's ALOT smaller than Pippen.  He usually has no fear!  He barks at dogs 10 times his size.

Maybe Bella told Pippen if he touched the squeaky that she would put bows in his hair and a bonnet on his head and toss him in a stroller and push him around by all of the big dogs in the neighborhood.

Here's purple squeaky bone.  

You have been warned.

I'll let you decide about the scare level.

Purple Squeaky Bone (part II)

About a year ago I wrote a post about Purple Squeaky Bone.  You can read my original post here.

Bella brought purple squeaky bone (PSB) into the kitchen today. She was at the counter and Pippen was laying by the door (he didn't see PSB).  Bella gave it one tiny squeak (remember its out of sight) Pippen got up and walked downstairs.  Bella felt bad and went downstairs (without PSB) to give him a hug.  Pippen took one look at her and ran into his cage.  He never goes into his cage!  The poor dog is still spooked by that small little toy one year later!

My Weird Dog

 I mentioned in a previous post about Curly living with us.  Curly has adjusted to living with us and has become quite playful.  Only one of her toys made it over to our house and she isn't too keen on playing with Pippen's toys so I decided to pick one up for her.

I brought home a squeaky toy and was excited to see both dogs reaction.  My joy was deflated when both dogs sniffed the toy and walked away.  RT tried to get the dogs excited about the toy by squeaking it a little too much.  Both dogs became terrified of the toy.  I had to remind RT about purple squeaky bone.  

After the terror wore off  I decided to try playing with the dogs.  Eventually I was able to win over Pippen but Curly is completely terrified.  In fact she runs out of the room when the toy comes near her.  

I did go out and purchase a smaller stuffed toy for Curly and she is much happier.

 

My Weird Dog - Farewell

 One look at your picture online and I fell in love. You were so happy to see us when we met you. There was no way we would leave there without you (you made sure of that). I was the lucky one who held you on our ride home.

You had some "issues." Double Dew claw and fleas.  Luckily those were easily handled.

It was brought up that you might be part pit bull terrier.  I didn't know much about the breed and decided to look it up.  The first and only sentence I read, "Pitbulls are fiercely loyal." I looked at you and said, "Yep, that's you."

You were quite the entertainer for our family. Squeezing through our fence, only to find yourself on the outside, standing by the gate waiting to be let back into the yard. I learned that when I pointed, you ran around to the front door and I let you back into the house (the first of your many attempts to escape).

My all-time favorite was chewing the lower board of the fence (about 5-6" high) and squeezing through. I don't think RT was a fan (he had to fix the fence). I would have loved to watch how you made it through. You were pretty smart when it came to escaping, thus the nickname, "Houdini." You knew how to get out but, you always wanted back in. I think you knew how good you had it here.

We lovingly refer to you as our weird dog. Well, lovingly from me.  RT just thinks you're weird and that it's normal behavior for you.

Things that contribute to your weirdness: 

Fear of: 

Loud lawnmowers

Thunderstorms

Fireworks

Purple Squeaky bone

The tea kettle

The nail clippers

A new dog bed

Water bowls left out for dogs (poison water)

A few more:

Need company when you are eating.

Eats birdseed

Opening doors (especially in the middle of the night)

So many fun memories with you. Like the time you got skunked (OK, that wasn't fun at the time). You getting high for our long car rides (fun for both of us), getting excited to play in the snow with me and singing along with us on your birthday.

There was the time you went on vacation at Nick's and we found out that you love camping. There was the time RT brought you up to Michigan and you ran away from him. He drove all around in a panic trying to find you. He didn't want to be the one to tell me that he lost you. Luckily he found you (a block away).

So many stories.

So much weirdness.

So much love.

Thank you for being a part of my life. You will truly be missed.

Until we meet again on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.  Goodbye, my faithful friend.

*If you want to read more about Pippen, type in "My Weird Dog" on the search bar to the right. There are quite a few entertaining stories about him.